This is a song about "Baked potatoz"

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

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

Quite baked but half awake

All dem niggas gonna hate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

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

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

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

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

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

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

You got some half baked lyrics

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks