This is a song about "Starbucks and asians"

Hoping that he's listening

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And a fridge and some broccoli

If you ain't about money

And remember what i said and

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Living young and wild and free

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Or the trials of relations

I hate it when they card asians

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks