[Verse 1]
Shouts to all the Asians dropping "n" bombs
Like its in style, 20 percent off
We ain't really related you like an in-law
You ain't livin' you updated your sim card
Man I don't give a fuck about a motherfuckin' phone
Next generation stuck up in the matrix
Every race just tryna deal with they own self hatred
Long as we don't fuck wit Donald Trump though!
Heard they sell peace at the gun show
Better see you at the protest, front row
Tell me what you run from, homie what you run for
Knockin' on your front door, dippin' through the back though
Just cause you POC don't mean fuck wit black folk
Just cause you POC don't mean fuck wit black folk
Cheddar stack quote and see the line between yourself and the macro (woah)

If I started a football team I think I'd use chink for the mascot
And the logo be mad hot
With a mushroom cloud for the back drop!

Sasquatch with the phad thai on padlock
With the cash crop on the black top
Whitewash like a cyclops for the laptop
On the wristwatch
Putting hip hop in a zip lock
Bitch, stop
This is the shit I grew up with
That crunk shit, that subwoofin' and back bumpin'
That stuff that start smackin' and make the trunk lift
That bang that triggers you
The machine gun funk shit, I need it to function
I need it so I can get up out the grieving, weepin' and suffering
I see an abundance
People who claim to emcee, but can't proclaim peace
So I'm here to deepen the substance
Wu-Tang clan ain't nothing to fuck with
Ku Klux Klan still raisin' their youngins
Refugees showing up to ya country
And blood gets thick when that shit gets ugly
Yadadamean?
We done came a long way from YAO MING
Sound black but he look Chinese
Shouts to the southeast and the Bengalese
Got a problem with the track? you can run it by me
C'est La Vie
Put a fist in the air let the dreadlocks swing
I'm an Southside boy doing Westside thangs
I'm a Durham OG Imma rep my team (mothafucka)