This is a song about "Chinese boxers"

With the chinese: ching chong

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Heavy hitting enough to make you piss in your boxers

Driving you bonkers, eating roaches, yeah: just look at yonkers

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

They are not confident when im talking

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

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

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

She took off my tommy boxers, now i'm going commando