This is a song about "Cup cakes"

You couldn't carry a rhyme if i gave you a cup

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Staighten out have a cup of cement

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

When there's still half a cup that needs to go right in,

Never acting reckless, with a drink in my cup

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club