This is a song about "Baked potatoz"

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

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

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

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

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

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

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

Quite baked but half awake

What is it gonna take

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

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

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

I take it slow, get baked then say i'm never going home,