This is a song about "Jayden 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

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.

And dip the mashed potato covered

I been all around the world

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

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

And dip the mashed potato covered

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word