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

We get our chefin on, chefin on everyday

In my basement and abuse a whore, "eat the cake #anna #mae",

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

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

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

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

If this is the right time

Pop pop bang bang that's a nine

Way to much right here is at stake

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.