This is a song about "Chinese"

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

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

She's flawless like some uncut ice

While you chinese be eating flies

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

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

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

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

Haven't seen the world in so long

With the chinese: ching chong

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

I just want somebody i can see

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be