This is a song about "Yin yang confucius silk road fireworks gunpowder chinese food"

But rather than singing non praise the dude

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

I hate the sound of fireworks and smelling propane.

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Know just what your worth

While you wear silk sweatshirts...

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

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