This is a song about "Toaster oven"

Cause i'mma put a bun in the oven if i don't put my dick in a coma

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

Killing this shit, no closure, burned out like a toaster.

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

All the girls really want is fun

Oh thats right we left them in the oven

Mind's like an oven, sometimes when i'm baked these thoughts it cooks

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Spittin heat like the toaster cookin you pop tarts

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

I tuck her in, it's freezin' turn up the heat in the oven

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I'll throw him into a giant oven and hide the locks.

Oh and i forgot i'll take a microwaver oven

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one