This is a song about "Roast anthony"

I never ever can see no when i be in her slot

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

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

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Roast beef medium rare

Throw your gun in tha air

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Roast under a sauce of wine.

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

In fact i'm the one who killed radio next in lines anthony casey,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

If you disagree, boy , imma act like muhfuckin toaster and roast ya