This is a song about "Toast nigga"

M rhymes out here and ill leave these wack bitches burnt like toast

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

And i like the hoes that need passion

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

Our nation have to bow, africa

You better hope it won't toast ya

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

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

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

Lack toast tolerant with dairy

They say nothings ever free

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

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

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Pass the courvoisier and i'll bust rhymes as i toast to this,