This is a song about "Chinese transport"

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

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

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

With the chinese: ching chong

Tats out and my hair long

While you chinese be eating flies

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

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

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Transport back in time into another dimension.

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food