This is a song about "Chips and salsa"

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

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

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

After eating burgers and chips

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

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

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

I stack chips, crack ribs, and in fact, i stack mad mack clips

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Ate so many chips n' munchies, the pain hit my tummy