This is a song about "Cake pop bin in a trashcan"

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

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

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Still in my skull is a vacant, empty void been using it more as a bin for storage

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

Don't put shit into my head my brain is not a fucking bin,

Pop! pop! i just subtracted a nigga!

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla