(Hook)

When I dine, the only 반찬 I'm eating up on the table is 김치 (X2)

(Verse 1)

Microphone checka. Cyphers on agenda
When I've sold my "Best Of's", I'm writing on my best one
My microphone is mine to hold & mine alone
You lack certain rights to hold. Scan your hand for Bio codes
Private home's an iron dome with eyes on foes with hired scopes
I dine alone. Kitchen floor is riddled with rice & bones
Sipping wine while inside my incisors picking mics with a kitchen knife
Picking rice & picking fights despite what the master say
Don't underestimate the damage that your hands could make
Your plan is vain with battle aids. You battling AIDS
Throw you out the barricade. The palisades will stab your brain
Korea cut their roots in half. Do the math
Now you talking to my 북한 half
미역국 everyday. 김치 on the same plate
Ain't gotta be the same race to enjoy all that dank, dank

김치, 김치, 김치!
언니, you forgot!
김치, 김치, 김치!
My fridge is fully stocked
(Verse 2)

When I "hai-yah" it's "아야". Duel you on a school roof
Who do like I move, dude? Vamoose on ya Boom Tube
The "Boom, Boom's" are Buku. Those are brass knuckles
Fat bubbles, mad suckle when the gal cuddle
Korean dude with attitude
She want it
김치 with her everything
She want it
He got it. She god-esque. She got it. God, help!
She ain't no basic bitch craving dick in Thot Hell
Respect your fucking self worth
You stand up on a pedestal only to check your cell first. Miss me with that L, sure
Mother fuck an opinion
You sheep are idiots. Shame we both are simians
You lampoon cause you have to, but my will is strong as bamboo
Catch me wearing tanks & fedoras up in ya classrooms
Pull out my 점심 covered in Saran Wrap
Asian food too stinky for you? Here's a hand fan

(Hook)

When I dine, the only 반찬 I'm eating up on the table is 김치 (X2)

(Outro)