This is a song about "Trading with china"

Kunis, love to fuck her in china

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

With rock, shock rap with doc

And i don't make no bed rock

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

She dont have a problem with, with

I came up hungry

Dueling with duality.

That made china sick ,mad over the out come blood on my shoe

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Cripple with delusion

With third dimensional shapes with no means

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves