This is a song about "Birthday cake"

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Get yours; you know what this about

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

I start, to hyperventilate, i didnt get the cake.

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day

If it's my #birthday. fuck a #whore in the worst way

But fuck it, i'mma break loose, celebrate the hulks birthday?

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

Saying life's a piece of cake

I know what it take

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

Im going for the plate , because im trynna get this cake

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take