This is a song about "Baked potatoz"

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

You got some half baked lyrics

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I'm here to wake up the people it seems you brains being baked

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Quite baked but half awake

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

I get baked from the moment i wake, don't tell me is a mistake

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Mind's like an oven, sometimes when i'm baked these thoughts it cooks

And corpses lay with storming rain on a morning day and i'm surely baked

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed