This is a song about "Potato chips"

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

And dip the mashed potato covered

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

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

This bastard spits bits of acid chips and half ass the shit

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips