This is a song about "Jake is fake just like cake"

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

He's acting like he knows poverty with that cake in his hand

Harder, better, faster, stronger

Haha, i like my short cake shorter

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Fire is alive and breathes, just like you.

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

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

And i don't write the fake i just write what i think is real

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here