This is a song about "Potato crisps"

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

And dip the mashed potato covered

And dip the mashed potato covered

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

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

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

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

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.

Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold

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

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

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow