This is a song about "Hostess cakes"

Pattying cakes with her son and he looks like he's glad

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad

More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Bein sensible, take the ladder and pick up the cakes

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

I'm hungry for the cakes and everybody want some

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

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

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man

When i expose you like glitter and cakes

I like my friends imaginary with no names