This is a song about "Chocolate cake"

Let em marinate, you forever late

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

I get my cake; i love hip hop

O. trice always rep his block

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Now you can't cake no moe

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns