This is a song about "Chocolate cake"

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

They say things are easy like baking a cake

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

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Im going for the plate , because im trynna get this cake

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

And some strawberries and some chocolate

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

They call it chocolate vanilla

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

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