This is a song about "Chinese food"

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

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

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

And junk food that's been feeding me.

That's the way, you can move it baby

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

All my niggas get together to gather loot

And in this game you the gators' food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

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