This is a song about "She ain t got no cake"

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

She can hear a voice with no face

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

Get your paper, see you later

She said no one can stop her

It's late and you stuck in my basement

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

She said no but i still invade her

I know most guys won't freak together

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

She got invited to a restaurant, she dropped and came,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

No one supported her and she surpried she even misses

Got your bitch she aint stalin

Until my flesh hardened so pardon