Niggas that guided me through
Why did i ever want you
Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high
Why..... why at 36 did she have to die.
My parents are freaking
I do the right thing
They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage
Is it my fault that my parents did not go to college?
My asian immigrant parents had something to prove
And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news
The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called
Now i never did chores but of course my parents divorced,
Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof
My asian immigrant parents had something to prove
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