This is a song about "Roast niggas"

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

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

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

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

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

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

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

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