This is a song about "Comatose toast"

Toast, toast to the party!

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Im a treat em like his profile pick n make this pussy toast

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

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

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Lack toast tolerant with dairy

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Fuck a toast, i'm dead i suppose, main conflict diseases

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love