This is a song about "Chips"

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Stealing magazine's & chip's

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

This bastard spits bits of acid chips and half ass the shit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

My #dollars turn in more #chips than fucking vending machines,

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick