This is a song about "Wake n bake"

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

I wake up from this paradise

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

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

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Wake up universe x2

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

So don't be suprised when i bake you under the hot platter.

Wake up, dad gone momma home alone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Nigga that's like trying to bake with no flour