This is a song about "Cute potato getting gold"

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

But like the diamonds and gold

All this paper i fold

Nah, fuck that man i'm a fuckin' potato

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

This girl at seven eleven is fucken cute

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Is it because your girl said im so cute

Vimy ridge. uhh ohh. the germ's got 30 to 45,000 men. oh that's cute.

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Hand to hand in the cold

Spiritual, fool's gold