This is a song about "Chinese"

See, it's something about commitment though

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

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

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

While you chinese be eating flies

We hustle to survive

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

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

We gonna be all the way gone

With the chinese: ching chong