This is a song about "Chip tooth"

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

You dont wanna lose a tooth,

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

One time for the girls with the right shoes

People running out with a missing tooth

Damn it's a trip how you can slip while you bite a chip

The next day you is everybody target

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

The abuse i'm used to more painful than a severe chipped tooth.

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

U loose a tooth or three if you put up your dukes with me

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip