This is a song about "Chips and sala"

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

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

And remember what i said and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

The rich bin diminishing tonnage as kids rummage through the chips in the rubbish

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

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,