This is a song about "Lemon cake"

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

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

I know i'm right, n my shine makes blind, no lemon or limes,

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

My whole schedule is filled up/ time is cake

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Lemon drop, drop acid, never stop thought patterns

I start, to hyperventilate, i didnt get the cake.

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Dc, man over money

Get rough with me, that night flow

Now you can't cake no moe