This is a song about "Jacob bream"

If you were nursed by fools, then this is your american, asian perceptions.

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Raised as an asian so it only makes sense that i aim for the top

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

A killer man cunning n straight can't figure me i'm pain giver sipping seas like river

Truth is, my shit don't get publicized, when in reality, i already shit on yaw

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

Loving you is clouding my head

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat