This is a song about "Chinese"

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

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

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

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

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Effortless flow, a couple sum’n a show

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

While you chinese be eating flies