This is a song about "Emma roast"

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Roast under a sauce of wine.

So it's time for me to stop writing, or i'll roast the rappers that's trying.

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Sit down, imma roast ya, free of charge, no cater

The best of the best, emma rae.

So, they hate and they say

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

That this ain't over cause i'll scold you then i'll roast you again

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

If you disagree, boy , imma act like muhfuckin toaster and roast ya

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I hope u consider this rap a roast

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/