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

Pop a few xanies in lieu of you/the high gave me a brand new view.

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

In my optical trigger like a follicle to pop at you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

And i could see you coming home after work late

They say things are easy like baking a cake

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

Now a nigga got baking to bake

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake