This is a song about "Gay asian"

I jumped a skittish asian grocery man when he closed the store,

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

I've got so much to say

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

Occasion when i'm blazin asian and no drops to fade it with

As many grains of salt as bacon

Kinda like maths and asian

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

And my eyes stay tight like i'm asian, well

I pimp slap every single one of my asian hoes,

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws