This is a song about "Maid of honor toast"

Look it something they can't ever see

Your honor believe it wasnt me

A medal of honor i think i deserve it

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

What! the antenna is gone! [gasp] rape the maid again in rage

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

Toast, toast to the party!

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Imagine having more people honor u more than a doctor,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Now it might sound cocky

Toast, toast to the party!

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast