This is a song about "I like cake"

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

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

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Low income no bills getting paid

Ok im at school trying to be cool trying to fit in and not be a fool

The next day i went to the gym to see all my friends making a cake for the school

But if i can't batter the women how the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

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

I want the slice of cake, i'd like to taste fame or six figures,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake