This is a song about "Pizza cake"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

I don't know what you heard about

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

Let em marinate, you forever late

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

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