This is a song about "Zebra cakes"

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man

I'm hungry for the cakes and everybody want some

His flow on renegade, fucking awesome

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Pattying cakes with her son and he looks like he's glad

More major than frajer cakes baked; man, they got the cons right

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Bein sensible, take the ladder and pick up the cakes

Rap game mr. kipling with the way i bake cakes,/

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Call me bobby ray, but it’s not two names

When i expose you like glitter and cakes