This is a song about "Chinese food"

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

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

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

So i banged for a minute

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

But in the meantime it's lights please

And in this game you the gators' food

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route