This is a song about "Toaster strutle"

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Take a breath and a pause for the toaster

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Only bread i had was shit burning in my toaster

Cause enjoyment isnt gurannted like a little toaster

That's too many problems, too late to think over

You was just a little smaller but you still roller

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

Spittin heat like the toaster cookin you pop tarts

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

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