This is a song about "Bake"

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

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

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

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

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

So don't be suprised when i bake you under the hot platter.

Nigga that's like trying to bake with no flour

This is anti mark mcguire it takes patience for power

So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

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

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

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

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake