This is a song about "My chips"

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Got my head in my hands.

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

After eating burgers and chips

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six