This is a song about "A potato flew around my room"

Don’t know if i’m ‘posed to take you out

Tear a bitch to shreds, shredding my way around.

And there's no way i can pay you back

Fuck around bought my bitch a mac

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

To kill all over my room. so honestly man i hope u make a change

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

I reach for my piece and bullets flew

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

My book case looks like a psych. room