This is a song about "Toast"

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

Vectrex you tried, emerson arcadia you died, coleco you were close and bally was toast

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Set the house up like toast,with a tank of gasoline

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I toast to the part but i don't give in,

The center of attention like a toast before the wine sip

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

I mean of course just the same old

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast

I spit flames that leave that bitch burnt like toast

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old