This is a song about "Cake for days"

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

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Locked up in a cell ain't have no cake for them

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

This felony coup confused me, i sweated profusely for days

I havent been on here for two days

Say you through will all my foul ways

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Yee yee these js stay fresh for days,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Locked in my cellar and i binge for days

I locked you in a cave for three days

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave