This is a song about "I ll roast you"

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

I think now i ll stop and call it a day..

Talk shit you ll get an axe to your cheek walk quick

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

Please don't get me started or i will surely roast this,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts