This is a song about "Cake farts"

But i've got all the farts, well contained

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

I poop so hard my face farts to the

The science and the art, africa

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

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

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

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake