This is a song about "Bake em"

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

You have to understand those bakers are not only here to bake

Show 'em what your made of, persuade 'em or upgrade 'em

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Top ranked, number one my son

Maybe bake a dozen

, i have some medicine that needs farming/ for the weed buzz, i bake fuck you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Then why don't you go fetch me some cake. bake it if you have to okay?

But if i can't batter the women how the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Pick em' up and knock em' down

Come wit me you'll smoke around