This is a song about "Chinese"

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

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

While you chinese be eating flies

Never really been into the ice

Look, by the end of this song

With the chinese: ching chong

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

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

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

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

We no longer close or nothing

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”