This is a song about "Chinese"

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

So either you dont believe in a nigga 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

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I got two whole tears in a bucket

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit