This is a song about "Mash potatoes"

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

Ain't no women at the shows

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Dip it all in mashed potatoes

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Mash ém, stab ém, surround their death with masses

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

You got potatoes in the wagon but you keep lagging

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

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

And i got that drive and she just might crash