This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Cant take meds without pigs in your head,

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

And think alone in my head

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Bitch i am in your head.

Give us this day, our daily bread

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

They giving pounds and that before get the money

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Come to my show you'll see/sea sickness no boats or yachts

A skinny asian who wears chains

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes