This is a song about "Chinese emperor"

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

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

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

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

While you chinese be eating flies

And when i start to rise

With the chinese: ching chong

Well, the club bout to hear this song

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Emperor, hotter than an embers core

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth