This is a song about "Potato"

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

And dip the mashed potato covered

Look, cole world, still a cold world

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Nah, fuck that man i'm a fuckin' potato

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

I'm mixed, bringing latvian potato skills and latino heat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world

And dip the mashed potato covered

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin