This is a song about "Chinese"

With the chinese: ching chong

Look, by the end of this song

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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

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

While you chinese be eating flies

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

That's when you know you doing shit

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

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

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

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