Hot in the daytime I ain't buying no pumpkin pie Bake the sweet potato kind, kick it up a notch No recipe involved it's all memorized Customized so each one, one of a kind No disrespect implied but your great grandma recipe she made for Sunday time ain't fucking with mine Yeah I rhyme kind of nice, but my sweet potato pie slice will get me five mics Nothing out a box or a can It's all natural, that which grows out the land Toss 'em in a pan, mix the white with the brown sugar Got the mixing bowl looking like my children Hop in and I drown them in the butter sauce ... Cinnamon, nutmeg, almond, vanilla If I tell y'all the rest, well then I got to kill ya Even if I give you a list of the ingredients Step by step instructions on how to season it Just how to set your oven when preheating it Shit just ain't gonna taste the same unless Ali did it I ain't just putting pie on your table I'm trying to bring a tear for your eye for your baby Let you see how I feel inside when you taste it I love you and I would die for you baby Them old ladies got it right when they [?] Told the young man this life get kind of crazy Taking what they gave me and I made it something beautiful Old people know that you got to feed your soul I know the struggle can be crushing, it'll leave you with a hunger for some loving Make something out of nothing Come and get some comfort for your stomach Your Brother pulling something lovely out the oven