Cake

Don't write simple riddles to make you giggle, came to throw
down make your ass wiggle.
As Sir Nose, he said he'll never swim, but he got Stuck in the Mojo
deep end enough that back to the track to let you know where the mind is at...
Power, yeh we want it all, 'hos, might cause your downfall.
Friends, we don't have many, enemies plenty.
Suckers, stay out of our way.
Why?, Because you might get played.