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

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

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

Got a bitch sayin' she blew me twice, play poker no joker, i roll the dice/

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

She got what she deserved.

And for me it's reversed

Got your bitch she aint stalin

Cold world no blanket son

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

No wonder she felt she had personalised keys to hells locks.

So she aint got heart but she be breaking mine

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

She say you got a pussy!

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,