This is a song about "Fuck c baked"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

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

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Quite baked but half awake

I'm dreaming to be great

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

And go,cause carl c returned to fuck up a hoe,

Mr. c----n does this shit right

Walk blind into a line or fight

Cot damn, martybars and c simeon out here.

The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

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

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

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone