This is a song about "Chinese restaurant"

This is like love, that you can never get

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

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Take ya to ya favorite restaurant

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

She got invited to a restaurant, she dropped and came,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

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