This is a song about "I m potato in the sky"

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

And dip the mashed potato covered

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

I"m the designated driver

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

I wuld still find you in ur dreams, askin you to look up to the sky/

Astrology has obviously it's head in the sky,

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

As i finish off the lye and reside in the sky

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Should i die in the night? look at the sky, will i survive?

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

In the sky, telling birds to move it when i fly past