This is a song about "I want cake"

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

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

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

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

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

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

And it is anything i want and bitch i want it all

So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul

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

But i'm miles away, i pound the cake, you can't rap cause you have a bellyache,

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Saying life's a piece of cake

If i die before i wake

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

Party with bitches that throw parties too much