This is a song about "Chinese foo"

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

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

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

I make impressions like a foo

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

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

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

This is like love, that you can never get

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

Can't even handle when i be rhyming you stupid foo.

Hey now got a thing for you

I make impressions like a foo