This is a song about "The chinese"

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

A military mind mean money

The trigger or the chair

Throw your gun in tha air

天使 tiānshǐ, now i'm dropping it harder, chinese

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Your the boat without the paddle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Intendent attend them, cool cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.