This is a song about "Chinese orphans"

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

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,

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Your raps are like orphans who havn't been fed

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

While you chinese be eating flies

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute