This is a song about "Chinese soup"

While you chinese be eating flies

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

The world looking out, they on the front row

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Slurping my nuts like semen soup for sluts,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

And spike the soup with toilet cleaner

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Slurp you up like wonton soup

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Take home for dinner with soup and bread