This is a song about "Roast god"

And my regime includes east coast

And its your body i roast

Roast under a sauce of wine.

My reign lulu's son shine

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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

That means i have no block

You see him as a god

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

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

So i took another shot

We don't understand god

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop