This is a song about "Roast"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

Roast beef medium rare

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

And its your body i roast

And then we'll be ghost

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish

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

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

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

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

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

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper