This is a song about "Your asian"

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Raised as an asian so it only makes sense that i aim for the top

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

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

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

And my eyes stay tight like i'm asian, well

For the occasion, paper planes

A skinny asian who wears chains

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Yea i'm asian and i get them a's, so you know how it goes, something i don't lack is praise

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Asian but i never passed arithmetic