This is a song about "Squintinlike an asiang"

Got me rushed to the station

Its an imagination

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

Took my heart away from money

Felling an enemy

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

But let me inspire someone who can

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

An immortal technique

I said i got my ass beat