This is a song about "Kangel cake"

Saying life's a piece of cake

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

Its as beautiful as a birthday cake

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

Bout to put the icing on the cake it's

And the v12, that's on various trips

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

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

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

I get my cake; i love hip hop