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

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

See money talk and these days

She can hear a voice with no face

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Now i was born by the river in a little tent

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

She cant explain no more she is done trying

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

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

It's such a lonely world

She got what she deserved.

No one supported her and she surpried she even misses

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus