This is a song about "Flat chinese girls"

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Never flat footed, i’m always on my toes

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

But he don't rule a thing

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

This that black elohim anunnaki rap

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

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Murdered you on the flat screen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme