This is a song about "Potato chips"

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

And dip the mashed potato covered

And i been all around the world

These chalance give me balance

After eating burgers and chips

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

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I stack chips, crack ribs, and in fact, i stack mad mack clips

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Now this shit is turning to a habit

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

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin