This is a song about "Real random plugs asians"

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

I start spitting random sounds words beats and noises

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Had cyphers and battles on the block, random kids passin' by mockin'//

Ain't the same thang as asians,"

They bringing me fish and chips

And random, we blasted like damn cannons

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

White people can rap why cant asians

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Dumps off the body, in a random alleyway

And i got 'em every day, every day

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Floating through the sky with the random black guy high as fuck

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words