This is a song about "Chinese"

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Who dat, who dat? i got them saying

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

While you chinese be eating flies

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

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

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

'til it's like a mile long

With the chinese: ching chong

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though