This is a song about "Butterless toast"

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Where you know you hold that toast

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

I'll bring the heat on these exams like i'm making some toast,

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Spit that flame leave you weak bitches burnt like toast

Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold

Vectrex you tried, emerson arcadia you died, coleco you were close and bally was toast

Guess i’m different than most

So raise your glass let's have a toast,

Kicks new, my denim, raw

You better hope it won't toast ya

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

M rhymes out here and ill leave these wack bitches burnt like toast