This is a song about "Shake and bake"

Slithering snake you whither and shake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Shake you up make you fall to the ground and blur your whole vision

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Will you shake my hand and so no thank you

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

Shake me and i'll whack back like the fizz of doctor pepper

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

But here i am, ricky bobby, shake and bake it