This is a song about "Jaffa cakes"

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Bein sensible, take the ladder and pick up the cakes

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

I'm hungry for the cakes and everybody want some

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

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

I make a way for my people to see the light

When i expose you like glitter and cakes

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

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