This is a song about "Biscuits and bannanas and friendly toast"

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

Friendly battles and instrumentally attacks

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Toast, toast to the party!

What them tippers don't see

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Your friendly neighborhood spider-man

Just take control if you can

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Don't got a deal, dinner is toast and jelly