This is a song about "Kangel cake"

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

Im going for the plate , because im trynna get this cake

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Niggas flows like cake without the icing

Baby heading down a cloud

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

I know you just doing your job

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Try to hire protection, it's a piece o' cake.

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

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

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

[ding ding] oh hi there maid what have you got for me today? no cake?

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take