This is a song about "Lime chips"

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

After eating burgers and chips

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

I'm live, not lime, but you can pirate this

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see