This is a song about "Toaster strudel"

If you disagree, boy , imma act like muhfuckin toaster and roast ya

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Cause enjoyment isnt gurannted like a little toaster

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

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

Spittin heat like the toaster cookin you pop tarts

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Only bread i had was shit burning in my toaster

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Of impactful things one can ask for

Take a breath and a pause for the toaster