I used to love them bakers mann! I was thier Betty Crocker... Pushing cakes as fast as I can. I cut the raw.. with the baking soda.. Mix it up, in the pyrex... Hold up! We taking over.. Got them feigns wondering whats next? Modern day bonnie and Clyde.. the wait is over! Soft and fluffy china white.. Hard rocks.. 8balls keep you warm at night. Work all day till I have no might.. to work another dawn because its a hell of a fight. The life is fast and the money spends right, Patti Cake.. Patty cake.. I was the bakers Wife.. Slept with a nine under my pill'ow, just to make sure them feigns that he sold' wouldnt come thru a wind'ow... because the guns cocked and ready to blow! I was a bakers wife.. Patti Cake, Patty Cake.. Now I got my masters degree, in public mastery.. and I cant believe how far Ive come, let fools mistake me, and they better run! MOtha... Run! **Note, Never again will i touch the poison that has tainted so many lives, but the money was well spent.. I paid off my college debt.. down to the last cent!