This is a song about "Madison potato"

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

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

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

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

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

And dip the mashed potato covered

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

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Being broke and it's a diddy ass world

And dip the mashed potato covered

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

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