This is a song about "Crabby patty"

Neither black nor white

2am on a sunday night

Bout to put the icing on the cake it's

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Doing every day things, at night

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

In agony this travesty had me aggy n' saddened

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

Our vision never changed, we self made

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

I’ll be there every single night

And i could see you coming home after work late

They say things are easy like baking a cake