This is a song about "My potatoes"

Big homie hov said i am close

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Like a line full of hoes

On they twitter writing novels, see

These my rhymes and my story

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

You got potatoes in the wagon but you keep lagging

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Live from the lamont's rose

Fry them up like potatoes