This is a song about "Dylan s birthday cake"

And if your patient you'll be the one taking the cake

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Now you can't cake no moe

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Hopin' that my niggas see

Your birthday and anniversary

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

They say things are easy like baking a cake

My whole schedule is filled up/ time is cake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

I start, to hyperventilate, i didnt get the cake.

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

He died on my 16 birthday,

Get a glass and put chris on, yea