This is a song about "Maid of honor toast"

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

So raise your glass let's have a toast,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

The center of attention like a toast before the wine sip

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

Street honor, please honor let a nigga see the light

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Maestronomical the name i wear and bear with honor

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse