This is a song about "Chinese raps"

If i don't make that man there dance

And even worse my raps

I can only construct raps

Girl, you got me in a trance

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Know it good when she go no hands

Who stays up at night just writing raps

They just wanna dance

I destroyed it with my raps,

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

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

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

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Thinking they’re so macho with their mindless raps,