This is a song about "Someone ate the potato"

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

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Motherfucker i'm ill, someone call the doctor,

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

Will someone show me the real metabolism

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught

Ate so many chips n' munchies, the pain hit my tummy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I do it on the norm, the life of someone corrupt

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup