This is a song about "Chinese civil war"

Trying to maintain in this war

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

I fuck you up so much, i violate your civil liberties.

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

This is like riding through the city

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Acting like you real or something

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

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food