This is a song about "Chinese"

While you chinese be eating flies

Sky high, iced out paradise

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

With these macs i've got a bad habit

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

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

You a lady boss, now you fly free

But if i'm wrong

With the chinese: ching chong

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”