This is a song about "Potato gratin"

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

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

The devil took my soul , the minute the smoke began to unfold.

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

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

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

And dip the mashed potato covered

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

And dip the mashed potato covered

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

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

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low