This is a song about "You look like a potato"

Why you look at me like i'm such a fool?

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

I'ma bust open your lip make you look like a sad clown

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Actin' like you don't know, yo you look a bit stumped,

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

You all look at me like i have not a clue

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

You aint no guy,you dont even look like a girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl