This is a song about "Gift cakes"

Bein sensible, take the ladder and pick up the cakes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

You lost it at her, the gift you're constantly enamoured with

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

It must be christmas because i'm giving you a gift that's called..

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I'm hungry for the cakes and everybody want some

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,

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

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

Life is a gift, so use it wisely

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

People always told me its a gift from up above

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz