This is a song about "Giant potato"

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

I shit on you fag, with a giant poo

Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Don’t get big cuz in the game i’m andre the giant

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

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

And if you wanna disturb the sleeping giant,

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

I'm a small mothafucka, with the strength of a giant,

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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