This is a song about "Mash potatoes"

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Splice and mash, bite the cash, imagine if all rap was wack,

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Mash ém, stab ém, surround their death with masses

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

So while you worry about the hoes

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

You got potatoes in the wagon but you keep lagging

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion