This is a song about "Ching chang chong"

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

You were right here all along

I'm fucking with that cheech & chong, it's like i'm speaking japanese

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

With the chinese: ching chong

Everyday a star is born

Look, by the end of this song

I just chill like cheech and chong

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I'm on that cheech and chong shit, i'm here all day cheifing bong rips

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong