This is a song about "Chinese"

Look, by the end of this song

With the chinese: ching chong

So my eyes are lookin chinese, i'm so sedated

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Acting like you real or something

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

天使 tiānshǐ, now i'm dropping it harder, chinese

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

While you chinese be eating flies

Never miss these things, see my game precise

My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit