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kuan.
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kuan. was released on July 10, 2026 by PARKA as a part of the album PERSPECTIVE.
July 10, 2026
LabelPARKA
LanguageEnglish
BPM84
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Mr Kuan, your son about to gone
Your wife has sit through labour for far too many longs
She's in that grey room 1AM until it's dawn
I don't know if it'll make it
Possible he's gone
Mr Kuan, There is a thunderstorm
A bad omen, for a child, conflicting all the norms
His head too big, his weight like pig
I think it's better that, "Dad" your choice rethink
Uh
Mr Kuan, your island born son
We on equator, combat the unforgiving Sun
I'm sure your son will grow up, be great just like mine
Be an Asian doctor or lawyer, won't waste his time
Mr Kuan, you still got pending payments
That healthcare insurance, got chasing from these agents
I don't mind, 21 years i'll be patient
Let me know if you wanna put that house as a vacant
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
Can't keep my name up, I'm strugglin
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
Food on the table, i'm strugglin
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
Can't keep my name up, I'm strugglin
Food on the table, i'm strugglin
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
Mr Kuan what do you think you're doing?
All this time I put to you, but you just fooling
Turn off the PS2, and get back to improving
What good is my love for you, if you just losing? (Mm)
Mr Kuan, why are you so clueless
You can't do anything, why the fuck are you so useless?
Why can't you be like your friends, go and get good grades
In 30 years, I hope you don't say "i can't get paid"
Mr Kuan, you think you kinda funny? Huh
Say you wanna do this music for the money? Huh
What you gonna do? Move to Kuala Lumpur?
I'll stomp your ass out, this shit how you pay me? huh
Mr Kuan, why aren't you calling home?
We all here miss you though
Please
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
Can't keep my name up, I'm strugglin
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
Foot on the table, i'm strugglin
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
Can't keep my name up, I'm strugglin
Foot on the table, i'm strugglin
I'm strugglin, I'm strugglin
This my generational curse
The money in your purse
Everyday wake up, it could be worse
The Asian blood that's in us, conditioned since birth
Do you let the pressure win, get in line like all your kin?
Or do you reject the norm, and try to shed your skin?
Well in this ending, I'm here wondering what could've been
Cause the choice you chose, I pack my bags
Return to the northern wind
I gave up the artist status
Gave up on my dream
Gave up the golden palace
Gave up on my team
I chose up my Asian pride
And swallowed all my schemes
I chose up my island home
To follow all my kins
Or what if I didn't?
And I'm just blowing off some steam
And this verse wasn't that deep
It was just a trauma scream?
And what if another life
I acknowledge this curse
And this album, 14 tracks
That could mean something in reverse
PERSPECTIVE
Written by: BILL STAX, Kuan, Nuol
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