| Big Cake | |
| Making up a big cake, all for the ppl who are slowly reaching, These steps are made of sweets n candies, hear my style of preaching Definitely everyone will stay, my saxophones n my wills of rays I live in a spaceship, absolutely im far away got to ride, drive and hike I'm bringing all on my side, got to leave some of you just right behind I'm splitting up, I feel my wound I'm drying here, I cannot die too soon Jokes ain't the thing I do, I can't hold on these for you It's the V.I.X to the StaRR You know you'll never be on par With the big cake in my head Chocolate coated cherry apple red Should have thought of it earlier But now I'm late I'm still running, chasing the closing gate I used to be the fisher but now I am the bait Searching for my wealth All I got was hate Friends cut me off like blades I want a piece of the cake But others have already licked the plate Shoveling for treasures like my name was spade All I got were nuts that monkeys ate I used to be worst though I could not afford a piece of bread Oh the agony and dread Wish I was dead Well at least now I have a bed where I reminisce and close the chapter of the big cake I'm splitting up, I feel my wound I'm drying here, I cannot die too soon Jokes ain't the thing I do, I can't hold on these for you | |