This is a song about "Cake"

[ding ding] oh hi there maid what have you got for me today? no cake?

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

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

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

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Crazy on shake, paintin' the cake like jay-z and drake,

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Saying life's a piece of cake

At an extremly alarming rate

And if your patient you'll be the one taking the cake

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

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