This is a song about "Paint chips"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Paint a picture of a thousand word scripture,

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Just another product of this matrix

After eating burgers and chips

But i swear to god my biz bad boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

This bastard spits bits of acid chips and half ass the shit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Young chino i go hard in the paint

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Lebron james, when im in the paint