This is a song about "Madison potato"

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

They all need attention, they call me a g though

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

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

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

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

And dip the mashed potato covered

And i been all around the world

And dip the mashed potato covered

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

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

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position