This is a song about "Ching chong chang"

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

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

Gettin' high as cheech and chong

I know my daddy gone

For tryin' to communicate through a song

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often.

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

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

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

I just chill like cheech and chong

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Get it girl, keep that motor running