This is a song about "Chinese starbucks"

Look, by the end of this song

With the chinese: ching chong

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

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

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

You're very attractive, and notice that

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude