This is a song about "Potato vatsuave"

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,

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

And dip the mashed potato covered

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

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

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

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

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

And dip the mashed potato covered

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

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

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation