This is a song about "Ez cheesy baked potato"

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Here's a confessional, you're cheesy as fondue

Quite baked but half awake

All dem niggas gonna hate

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

My raps aren't cheesy, i ain't no eazy-e, that's not the shit i create

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold

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

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

And dip the mashed potato covered

That we picked up at the last concert

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you