This is a song about "A toast to the bride"

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Where you know you hold that toast

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Toast, toast to the party!

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

I toast to the part but i don't give in,

Pass the courvoisier and i'll bust rhymes as i toast to this,

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

The case is closed, i'll make 'em toast, emcees rhymin' on beats,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Lets have a toast for the girls and this world's mine, but imma share it

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast

And my regime includes east coast

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

Now those two other kids are dead... i look at the bride...