This is a song about "Ching chongs"

If my purse wouln't make ching

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

December 4th a star was born

With the chinese: ching chong

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

There'd still be niggas out killing

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”