This is a song about "Jacob bream"

Money runs like a golden river

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

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

Setting the stone in the river current and having dreams of futures he never foresaw

I got the ball, and this delivery is the realest thing they ever saw

Or you'll drive me crazy

Show them im the king of the sea.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Titanic sinks across the river styx

Her eyes stay low call her asian

Something wicked this way come

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove