This is a song about "Chip"

As much as i wanna leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

I'm short a couple dollars with a chip all in my collarbone,

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

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

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

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

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,