This is a song about "Smart toaster"

Take a breath and a pause for the toaster

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Killing this shit, no closure, burned out like a toaster.

No matter who gon' show up i make em move over

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

Only bread i had was shit burning in my toaster

Never will you survive if you ever rhyme for a poser

Cause enjoyment isnt gurannted like a little toaster

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

All on the furniture with no regards

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

You always said worker smart not hard

Time after time, again and again

Smart asses, kiss a smarter ass then