This is a song about "Chips"

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

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

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

You never play with young boys cause they never private

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I'm neo in the matrix

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax