This is a song about "Baked ziti"

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

I'm a winner, fish in my crib, i got a winter lake

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

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

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

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

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

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

Quite baked but half awake

I feel good, i look great

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

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride