This is a song about "Jacob bream"

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

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

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Verses sweep my mental urges bleak

I'm goin hard and i ain't playin like sega genus,

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Living out of a homeless shit

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

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

Bought a brand new car for my after party

I’m at the bridge, boutta jump off right into the sea,

Visions bleak, no sympathy cause they're sinnin' villains sittin' rich in their buildings

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

So gon' and be my dealer baby

This time undefeated by the sea.