Guns and Cake

You usually can't bake your cake and eat it
But when you're working hard like me you can take it or leave it
The dessert is made and ready, so start the party.

Look all you want but you can't touch
This work of art is priceless so soft yet so buff

There's not a pistol in my pocket cus the guns are up here
That's not all I'm packing throw it back to high gear
The power’s up top and the junk’s in the rear
No one is ready to face, my guns and cake

There ain't no cupcakes I ain't that small
Other boys be jelly bout my foot long
I'm Raking in that dough
My girls are all on me
Its getting hot like a bakery

Ain't got a six pack but who needs a rack
When your biceps are fit and got no body fat

There's not a pistol in my pocket cus the guns are up here
That's not all I'm packing throw it back to high gear
The power’s up top and the junk’s in the rear
No one is ready to face, my guns and cake