This is a song about "Chips and salsa"

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

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

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

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

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

For a bit of weed and chips

Silicone bitches got the confidence

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,