This is a song about "Red donuts gloomy cubic sardines bird chips"

When you spill out hits

Of all burgers the chips

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts/

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Too stoned to kill a bird/

Too focused, one word

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

3m's on my new balance

For a bit of weed and chips