This is a song about "Moots roast"

Roast beef medium rare

Hey, you right there

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

I mean of course just the same old

And its your body i roast