This is a song about "Get baked"

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Wants you around trynna to get

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Imma get deported

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

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

Whether any weather, nobody doing it better

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Get loud/ get loud/ let me hear you get louder

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Play hard to get, females get jealous

On they twitter writing novels, see

Let's get, get, get this to the party!

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

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