This is a song about "Corn chips"

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

While he lobs corn on the cob up into his fat fuckin' gob

The corn-tops ripe and the old breeze blowin',

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Watch some porn suck my dick while i eat some pop corn

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Chunky bits were the result of those puffy chips

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

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

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

After eating burgers and chips