This is a song about "Bean dip"

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

You claim to like girls but mr "skitzer" never ever flicks a bean

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

I'm about to dip/ this clique is too fake , just hate/

Dip it all in mashed potatoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

You hear that semi clap/ homie you betta dip

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

And dip the mashed potato covered

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Never exposed to elements, nothing but lima bean