This is a song about "Lime chips"

These chalance give me balance

Of all burgers the chips

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Prime your rotting corpse with lime

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

For a bit of weed and chips

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

Stealing magazine's & chip's

3m's on my new balance

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

We getting money, you can face the facts

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax