After an inspiring class on Asian American Identity, rapper Koom the Ripper wrote the song “I’m Asian” off his American Muscle LP. The track is a no holds barred look at Asian American stereotypes. The in-your-face lyrics confront various issues facing our community from accents to eyelid surgery to how Asian Americans are portrayed in the media. He’s out to destroy Asian stereotypes. What do you think of the single?

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I’m Asian by Koom the Ripper (contains profanity)

Lyrics to I’m Asian by Koom the Ripper

I’m Asian…you f*cking called me a gook, a chink, or a nip like I ain’t know what it meant.
I’m Asian…you called me a ghandi, making fun of an Asian accent.
I’m Asian, thinkin I’m the biggest nerd alive, all day at the computer screen
I’m Asian, proud of who I am, if you identify take a stand…

VERSE 1

Too many damn Asians working in IT
Small business owners, dentists, or MDs.
The rest of us fall of the map
Consider moving back home, but home’s right where I’m at!
Ankhor, Anker, say my name motherf*cker
Somebody told me I should just change it to Andy
So I could have a better shot in life. Be more white.
Compensate cuz my skin’s not light?

Yeah we stereotyped, on film and TV
Asian girls that you see are playing secretaries!
And the dudes never boning an attractive chick, he dressed in bad shirt, troubleshooting for tips.

And everybody thinks it’s true
And if you try to step up outside the box they don’t like you
-are you content being just like them?
Time to redefine being an Asian American?

Chorus

Verse 2

Asian woman! All I’m good for is sex appeal and servitude according to some dudes
If I’m not pretty, petite, and light skinned
I feel ugly, chunky, can’t find a man

Family expectations are so damn high
If I don’t get my eyelids done, I’m gon’ die!
I aint the girl in the magazine
Airbrushed nose job, boob job, that don’t look like me.

Asian woman, ajuma in K-town
Working late night shifts so my kids don’t drown
I’m Asian, hate the SAT
And the college education that defines me.

I’m Asian. American inside.
But when I mingle with whites, a part of me has to hide
So that I can fit in, they don’t understand
I’m at home but it feels like a foreign land

CHORUS