This is a song about "Pita chips"

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

The rich bin diminishing tonnage as kids rummage through the chips in the rubbish

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Ate so many chips n' munchies, the pain hit my tummy

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

Now this shit is turning to a habit

For a bit of weed and chips

All green nigga pick six

I only got four minutes

After eating burgers and chips