Model Minority

I'm a piece of shit with that fuckboy brand of wit I'm smoking cigarettes that I can't quit Dropping words like "dope" and "lit" Am I another Yankee boy or am I just some Yankee's toy? Rice eater with a dab of soy, timid Indian spelling coy Because I'm falling over sideways right? And I can't seem to keep the contents tight, in my mind Cuz when you stand in line it's all ok but behind closed doors it's another way or so they say Or so they say Or so they say Am I an American? If not now when or when because I'm trying as hard as I can To comply with the master's plan And I ain't really got no will, nor do I have the time to kill Roll this boulder up the hill, start each day with a different pill And is it really black or white or is it really wrong or right? Out of mind and out of sight, fluorescent stain under the blacklight