This is a song about "A potato flew around my room"

My girlfriend told me that we have to share a room with a guest

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

I sit in my room with a pen and a notepad

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Wizards must own it put a spell on and flew it

Then we kicked in my room

Won't run out anytime soon

To kill all over my room. so honestly man i hope u make a change

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

I called up my crew to the pad we flew

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

Around in her room,wont run out anytime soon.

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune