This is a song about "Tommy is asian"

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

"tommy don't talk to him cuz that kid is scary"

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

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

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Hoes row got beans in them

Her eyes stay low call her asian

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

If you were nursed by fools, then this is your american, asian perceptions.

Don't let the verbal tommy spray,

Why i can't move away