This is a song about "Ching chong"

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

See, with you, i never see it wrong

Acting like you real or something

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

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

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Money ain't a thing

If my purse wouln't make ching

Everyday a star is born

I just chill like cheech and chong

With the chinese: ching chong

But if i'm wrong

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

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