This is a song about "Half a pound of that cake your girl sweeter than cake"

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

In her defense she a part of the crowd

I'm 'bouts to take the cake these fakes ain't even getting part of it

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Put it on everything, history i'mma make

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

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

He's acting like he knows poverty with that cake in his hand

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Now you can't cake no moe

Saying life's a piece of cake

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Sweeter than a daisy or any type of pastry

Eyes never lazyg.e.d-ing on the daily