This is a song about "Cake palace"

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

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

From miami to l.a. back to manhatten where the big cake

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Then put it in my baggage and send it to an egypt palace

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Supposed to get the cake at the mart

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

Get yours; you know what this about

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Yeah, they livin in a golden palace

Pimping behind the palisade my fortress is a palace

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status