This is a song about "Baking a potato"

Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

I need a little room

A boy taken for a goon

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Yup you got a lot a

So when ya see me nigga

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby/