This is a song about "Burnt potato"

Spit that flame leave you weak bitches burnt like toast

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

Or something that you paid for

I have these rappers' farms burnt in ashes

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

And dip the mashed potato covered

You to the world

Smoke to much weed to burnt,

Long as she come to me first

Im not too fond of sun burnt,

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

And dip the mashed potato covered