This is a song about "Cake farts"

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

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

But i've got all the farts, well contained

But they sold jello in the paint

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

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

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

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

Try to hire protection, it's a piece o' cake.

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Saying life's a piece of cake

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight