This is a song about "Potato gratin"

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

Lost my nigga over nothing though

And dip the mashed potato covered

Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world

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

And dip the mashed potato covered

Making a movie, spike work

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

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

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

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,