This is a song about "Chinese"

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

I'm on the run, keep running

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

My sim card's the bomb

With the chinese: ching chong

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

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

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit