This is a song about "Oven mitt"

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

No one goes to the oven to silence their whistle

Swearin', he can save memy stratagies official

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

I'll throw him into a giant oven and hide the locks.

I rap hip hop so what i am to it, is what mitt romney is to politics

Those lines are already better than yours, but i'll write more just for the kicks

Oh thats right we left them in the oven

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Put him in oven, oh shit i hear police

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Because you know i keep my fucking heat packed like an oven,

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Lyrical oven burning,wrecking rappers like it's nothing.