This is a song about "Potato"

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

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

And dip the mashed potato covered

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

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

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

And dip the mashed potato covered

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

Bitch, all my verses on this beat are all pen and pad, yeah i'm bold

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep