This is a song about "Chinese gamer"

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

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

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

While you chinese be eating flies

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

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