This is a song about "Toast nigga"

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast

I mean of course just the same old

Lack toast tolerant with dairy

Let me rideuntil i get free

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

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Me and rap are close, like butter on toast

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast

I spit flames that leave that bitch burnt like toast

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

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

Toast, toast to the party!

What them tippers don't see

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Now i'm dope, wonderbread we can toast