This is a song about "Burnt potato"

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

And dip the mashed potato covered

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Nah, fuck that man i'm a fuckin' potato

Burying battered bruised burnt burkaed bodies

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

My guiding light burnt out, uninvited thoughts burst loud

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

His bladder is burnt through like the rapture of antimatter,

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Im not too fond of sun burnt,

Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world

And dip the mashed potato covered