This is a song about "Toaster poppin"

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Cause im poppin valium

Cause these days, poppin is expected

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

"stop poppin' that pussy" is what i tell her

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Spittin heat like the toaster cookin you pop tarts

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live