no kettle chips
wake up in the afternoon its another day about to to waste
open up the pantry and eat a bag of sodium 'cuz i love the taste
but i shoulda known they werent mine and now i'm in a haste
to the store n grab another bag cuz my souls in bad faith
he's mad, he's upset, cuz the lays were his and there's none like em in town
"un-fuckin believable" he says, "what goes around comes around"
i could feel the wrath engulf me its like i was in the lake of fire
theres nothin that could restore this mans salty desires
maybe i'm unwise for takin somethin i know ain't mine
there's somethin wrong with me and i don't think i can settle it
but no matter how i try to rectify or apologize
maybe next time i'll think twice before i eat somen's kettle chips
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