This is a song about "Moots roast"

I've mastered the rhyme factors after effacing actors-making artist ghost

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

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

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Black woman you cold

And its your body i roast

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

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

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

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

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

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

Park my plane right there

Roast beef medium rare

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit