This is a song about "Kangel cake"

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

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Bout to put the icing on the cake it's

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

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

Haha, i like my short cake shorter

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

The proverbial lemonade that i made

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Niggas flows like cake without the icing