This is a song about "Chinese slave"

I fabricated a slave, who assassinated the brave,

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I'm out here whipping these niggas might as well get my slave on

And rise up and rebel against these forces like slave attacks,

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

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

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

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

But a slave to my own street.

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be