This is a song about "Toast nigga"

A toast to the worst father ever,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast

And my regime includes east coast

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Im a treat em like his profile pick n make this pussy toast

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

Zone hoping to write a fully written apology note im an oddity so it wont

Where you know you hold that toast

And then we'll be ghost

Yeah so here's a toast to the funds and things

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience