This is a song about "Baking"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Blast from yo past im a mast to the er in the making open the oven check whats baking,

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

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

They say things are easy like baking a cake

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Take it to the kitchen, now we're baking bad,

Because there ain't no coming back from that

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

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

Naked body baking and tasting

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing