This is a song about "Delicious cake"

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

This story is fictitious and delicious.

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

From miami to l.a. back to manhatten where the big cake

In my basement and abuse a whore, "eat the cake #anna #mae",

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

At this love thing toe to toe

Now you can't cake no moe

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

Bout to put the icing on the cake it's

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Acting like it's good to be fake i eat you like cake

Its funny all of your rhymes were the opposite of nutritious, none were delicious,

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness