This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Living out of a homeless shit

Raised as an asian doesn't mean that i can't spit

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

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

As fuck like its been sniffing all kinds of crack i got punchlines european

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

You'll be like osama bin laden, dropped in the sea

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

They say theres plenty fish in the sea

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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