This is a song about "I like cake"

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

My lyrics are so clever, i still have you beaten like cake batter,

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

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

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

Niggas flows like cake without the icing

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Acting like it's good to be fake i eat you like cake

I start, to hyperventilate, i didnt get the cake.

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

Haha, i like my short cake shorter

Cause i can’t wait much longer