This is a song about "Smart toaster"

Im pretty smart, my mind is sharp

From the time that you stole my heart

You're smart but lack any common sense.

I can taste the salt from my tears

Smart asses, kiss a smarter ass then

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Spittin heat like the toaster cookin you pop tarts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

You always said worker smart not hard

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

This is something different

Half smart as forrest gump,

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

Knew a couple smart girls that turned into hoes for tuition

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin