This is a song about "Bundt cake"

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

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

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Acting like it's good to be fake i eat you like cake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Saying life's a piece of cake

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

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

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Supposed to get the cake at the mart

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Bout to put the icing on the cake it's