This is a song about "Chinese"

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

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

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Shit i been heard that niggas been working

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

While you chinese be eating flies