This is a song about "Mash potato"

But i'm only a slave to this rap fame, my face scrambled up in a mash,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

When i'd rest my head in your lap watching mash

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

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

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

But i wont be playin catch up or gettin mash up,

Smash hits i'll mash with i'm coming to take your assets,

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

That we picked up at the last concert

And dip the mashed potato covered