This is a song about "Potato"

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

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

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

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

And dip the mashed potato covered

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

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

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

And dip the mashed potato covered

30 chains on, bet the light work

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention