This is a song about "Long cut dip"

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

(and go berserk) all night long

I'm about to dip/ this clique is too fake , just hate/

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Now this shit is turning to a habit

You hear that semi clap/ homie you betta dip

Lets go for a swim we'll call it a dip,

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Fuck the dip cause that feeling was hip

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Big homie hov said i am close

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

And dip the mashed potato covered

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

The world looking out, they on the front row