This is a song about "Toaster"

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

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

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

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Cause enjoyment isnt gurannted like a little toaster

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

You know...you know who you are

Take a breath and a pause for the toaster

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards

Only bread i had was shit burning in my toaster

They say beauty's in the eye of the beholder

Put thorough breds in the toaster till nice and crispy

Pockets on heavy d, bitch i'm hot, third degree

Spittin heat like the toaster cookin you pop tarts

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