This is a song about "Baked ziti"

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

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

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

The boa know they loving the crew

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

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

You got some half baked lyrics

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

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

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

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

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side