This is a song about "Roast"

So it's time for me to stop writing, or i'll roast the rappers that's trying.

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

: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

And its your body i roast

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

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

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

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Roast under a sauce of wine.

Uh, well, don't waste time

I hope u consider this rap a roast

We forever be real, we'll never fold

That this ain't over cause i'll scold you then i'll roast you again

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men