This is a song about "Gorilla potato"

And dip the mashed potato covered

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

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

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

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

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

I'm mixed, bringing latvian potato skills and latino heat

Hell yeahwould you kill for me nigga?on my grandmother, nigga

They tell you killing is bad but chimps eat monkeys too; i'm a gorilla

And dip the mashed potato covered

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Buff gorilla in the room