This is a song about "Burning toast with lotion"

Let me rideuntil i get free

Toast, toast to the party!

I don't fear hell, suffering and burning, isn't much to be concerned with

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Cuz i fuck any rap makin the rap game my main whore, as my lyrical brain brings more,

You burn my epidermis? i go beyond burning you're corneas with heat from a neutron core

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Lack toast tolerant with dairy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Am i done?mother say i’m too youngbut what that mean?i took a chance and now i’m playing

My skills are elevating, chill but devastating, burning with the fire that hell is blazing

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

To be honest, i hate you, with a burning passion.