This is a song about "Starbucks and asians"

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

And remember what i said and

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

And kill yourself and your clique

If he does my soul to keep

And a fridge and some broccoli

Third ward general, young cash money

I hate it when they card asians

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,