This is a song about "Pound cake"

Now you can't cake no moe

And yall niggas the right flow

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

30 chains on, bet the light work

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

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

'pound it into yo head, you won't last!

Cause i got the burner in the hand

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Saying life's a piece of cake

All dem niggas gonna hate

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

They say things are easy like baking a cake

Us two we smoke a pound

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round