This is a song about "Chinese cookies"

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

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

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

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

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

These cookies can crumble, if they causing some trouble

We original officially the most original

With the chinese: ching chong

'til it's like a mile long

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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