This is a song about "Potato"

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Be the first to blast remember kato

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

And dip the mashed potato covered

Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

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

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

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

And dip the mashed potato covered

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world