This is a song about "Ice cream and cake"

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

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

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

In my basement and abuse a whore, "eat the cake #anna #mae",

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Imma call her and have that bitch lick the tip of my ice cream cone like a

Crazy on shake, paintin' the cake like jay-z and drake,

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake