This is a song about "Chinese"

I hear the people talking

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

With the chinese: ching chong

Don't gotta wait long

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

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

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Always turning red like a chinese tomato