This is a song about "Chinese concentration campa"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration

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

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

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Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

I know the road i'm taking

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that