This is a song about "Pound cake"

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

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

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

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

Maybe your lungs will make me a nice cake.

Im a champ i go pound for pound, cause i settled in the south,

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

I lay my raps down pound for pound on this

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

But i'm miles away, i pound the cake, you can't rap cause you have a bellyache,

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Battle pound for pound and diminish the rest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed