This is a song about "I like chips and even robles"

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Of all burgers the chips

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Even though i feel like im in the lost and never found

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Then turn around and fuck one more like it dont even matter

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

And i ain't even planning to call

Acting like i even matter, on and off like the clapper

You’ll never be me partner so it don’t fucking matter