This is a song about "Wake n bake"

Nigga that's like trying to bake with no flour

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

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

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

We just want you back at home

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

Wake up universe x2

Sweet, okay makes sense

I am number won i'll bake you with my own son so die even your bitch won't cry

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

For the outlawz, here we come

Maybe bake a dozen

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

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake