This is a song about "Raise a toast"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

The center of attention like a toast before the wine sip

I’m coming back like light-skin and

I'd raise the infant, like a parent,

Think on your toes, get a job, stop being a slob, work hard, get a raise

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Let's pretend he was a kid people were able to raise,

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

I needed some change, mama needed a raise

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Instead of trying to raise a perfect u.s. ranger,

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

So here's a toast to the east coast run / kobe gonna take the trophy easy son