This is a song about "Football and cake"

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Bout to put the icing on the cake it's

Low income no bills getting paid

Saying life's a piece of cake

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

They say things are easy like baking a cake

So that's 2 mistakes 1 big headache and 1 sorry mom cake to bake

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Im going for the plate , because im trynna get this cake

Whole time, a little more girls

Football jocks and performers

As i pack my bags and head to mesa / where we getting our cake up/

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Living if she is or not