This is a song about "Potatos pizza s mustard"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Cannibal who's munchin on you're legs, like some jet's pizza

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Need more flava like mustard,then mustered and mastered

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

And that´s how it has begun

Go where you ain't been

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

It´s the battle of life

Right flows down and they might go nice

He eats rows of em with mustard

Red bottoms with the spike work