This is a song about "Creating pizza toast"

I'mma live and die in cali

Toast, toast to the party!

I spit flames that leave that bitch burnt like toast

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

They say nothings ever free

Lack toast tolerant with dairy

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Bombs after bombs creating a missile storm

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Creating new technology, containing pornography,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Come over here, he's blastin' rap music, eatin' pizza,

The case is closed, i'll make 'em toast, emcees rhymin' on beats,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs