This is a song about "Zebra cake"

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

He's acting like he knows poverty with that cake in his hand

Saying life's a piece of cake

Way too much right here is at stake

And i made it with that dope flow

Now you can't cake no moe

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

I got something you've been waiting for

Haha, i like my short cake shorter

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

[ding ding] oh hi there maid what have you got for me today? no cake?

Try to hire protection, it's a piece o' cake.

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake