This is a song about "Cup cakes"

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Bein sensible, take the ladder and pick up the cakes

That happen to act like a black president

Staighten out have a cup of cement

Never acting reckless, with a drink in my cup

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Screw up the cup, i'm on

My sim card's the bomb

Open wide, and open up, knock that pussy out like last cup

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Shaking, making fists and staring at what was clearly an "a cup"

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

I like my friends imaginary with no names