This is a song about "Roast people"

Them people weak them people weak

More money that mean less sleep

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

Dont we have enough death , people

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

From the people who control to people

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

When pac get high

People steal, people die,

Inhabit the minds of people

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

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

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems