This is a song about "Pound cake"

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

They say things are easy like baking a cake

Walking on the ground

Us two we smoke a pound

Never lookin for a handout

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

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

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Pound for pound it could be worse

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Battle pound for pound and diminish the rest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Either sit back and get slapped around, or clap the pound

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around