This is a song about "Hot potato"

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

But you know i control your soul, motherfucker do what your told

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Gonna fuck a hot oriental rental

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

I say im hot as fuck

I know you're mad, but so what

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Still hot let's have it wait,

I don't mind if you niggas hate