This is a song about "Cinnamon toast crunch"

And my regime includes east coast

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast

Rollin' down the four o five

Its crunch time i crunch rhymes

I lead the helm, so you can call me captain crunch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Cinnamon tone women and

And more than confident

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

But when he's sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon

Toast, toast to the party!

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I spit flames that leave that bitch burnt like toast

And copy what's hot until that goes cold