This is a song about "Roasting people"

As i light one for ill will

Dont we have enough death , people

So many selfish people

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

People are people so let’s just mind our own

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Just to be around you is a blessing

People critically commenting,

Good and evil, deceiving deceitful like creeping people

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

And werent we just the two cutest people

Cause this album pack enough evil

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

Stop the boasting our i start roasting and toasting