"Man doesn't anyone have good shit anymore?"

"I might know this one guy"

"Who is it?"

"They call him the CakeBoss, Heard he delivers like Mr Beast"

Legend has it that

His lines'll hit you harder than 10 tabs of acid

leave you on your ass like you tripped before doing a backflip

He's higher than the Average, Prime with the raps feeling

Bigger than the Amazon, A giant like Calvin Harris

And guerrilla with the tactics, Seal Team 6

status like Magic he's bound to swish on their ass it's

Natural like Imagining Dragons in the sky so it's no wonder why his head is in the clouds when he's rapping

But he's still tackling the tracks like Usain

Popping pharmacy speed living faster than Barry Allen

Brains a crossbow with lyrical bolts and emotions held back

It's prolly best not to be in his vision when he snaps

"He's tripping"

But even on his game he isn't playing

He never aimed for attention and didn't do it for cash and

He questions being active since he seen his fat X just shake

Her titties and gain a million simp followers inna flash

So he stays busy till the day ends anyway and

All he's got is inspiration whenever the beats banging

But his mind keeps on straying off into outer space and

He wonders if it would be the same without his medications

Life's a trip so he packed for a vacation and booked a plane

Cuz he's only got 1 and ain't tryna waste it on facebook

"Fuck facebook"

Scrolling social media in the name of staying active

While life passes him by like the Pharcyde, It's like he's trapped "uh"

Trapped in the Matrix tryna find a way to escape it

Yet the more he tries the more it looks like he'll never make it "fuck"

He's grateful for music "why?"

It's all he could relate with

But there's nothing for him in this world that he was ever great at

And he can't take it, he's motivated but frustrated

Anxious to the point where he can't concentrate for Christs sake "Damn"

They fed him amphetamines and now tell him hit the brakes but he can't

he hits light speed and blasts off into space

You can't stop him, It's jaw dropping the way he tops it off

Like the Cake Boss with the frosting

Coughing cuz he's so sick proceed with caution like covid

A beast with so many bars to not spit would be exhausting

You can't stop him, It's jaw dropping the way he tops it off

Like the Cake Boss with the frosting

Coughing cuz he's so sick proceed with caution like covid

A beast with so many bars to not spit would be exhausting

He spaces out, Distancing, Overthinking

They almost made him a victim but he became the villain

They couldn't stop the reaction like a Tsar bomb dropping

When he went ballistic on em and hit em back with precision

Haters saw him shining so they tried to steal his stardust

And still waste their time complaining wondering why they don't got it

Even blindfolded he'll beat them jackasses like a Piñata

While he's pulling raps out his hat like magic TaDa!

Beast mode, If lifes a game spitting gas is his cheat codes

To defeat those pricks sticking it to him every week so

He just keeps going picking em off like leaves for pedico

Chewing em up and ripping em into pieces so there's definitely no way

You could stop him, It's jaw dropping the way he tops it off

Like the Cake Boss with the frosting

Coughing cuz he's so sick proceed with caution like covid

A beast with so many bars to not spit would be exhausting

You can't stop him, It's jaw dropping the way he tops it off

Like the Cake Boss with the frosting

Coughing cuz he's so sick proceed with caution like covid

A beast with so many bars to not spit would be exhausting

"Well shit hit him up"

"Oh actually he's not taking any calls at the moment"

"Well wtf…Wow"