This is a song about "Jacob bream"

You pull up in parking lots

Rock a nigga out his socks

And think alone in my head

Lemonhead end up dead

Dont tell no bitches that im only an asian who can play dot to dot and and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

But god is still the rock

Pawning my chain in the shop

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

My bars are more compressed then sedimentary rock,

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

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

Dude wise up don't end a crook nude lies she's a good brook

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook