This is a song about "I roasted you"

Wolf gang, triple six crew

You know that i love you

Girl you know i want you

I call em up, they might fall through

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

I'm a poet, a genius with words, prepare to get roasted/

I regret how i treated you

When i get to warwick avenue

Your credibility's been roasted

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Cause when i make this stew

Well, i still bang with you

You know i love you right,

New school, old school outside

I lied baby i need you

What preceded was the clue