This is a song about "Roast you"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

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

Nobody cares about you except you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

:30-1:02- its young zeke watch me rise and glowmy words come up encrypted with gold,

Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

I'm running out of time

Roast under a sauce of wine.

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Wolf gang, triple six crew

You got your crew behind you