This is a song about "Reese roast"

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

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

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

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

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

And its your body i roast

They forgot about the fourth coast

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

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

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

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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