This is a song about "Potato chip"

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

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

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

And dip the mashed potato covered

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

And dip the mashed potato covered

Being broke and it's a diddy ass world

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

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

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art