This is a song about "Cup cakes"

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Staighten out have a cup of cement

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Never acting reckless, with a drink in my cup

More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

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

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

See, sometimes we all need a little whiskey in our cup

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in her tip cup

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Rap game mr. kipling with the way i bake cakes,/

I'm all out of beer someone fill up my cup

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh