This is a song about "Ugly asian"

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

All these bitches ugly, call them girls up

I'll start an invasion with ugly caucasians

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Telling themselves they ugly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Cold world no blanket son

Her eyes stay low call her asian

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Ain't even tryna hold back

We just slapped the ugly rat.

Baby you're the one

Kinda like maths and asian