This is a song about "Roast"

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

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Roast beef medium rare

And never should you tear

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

That this ain't over cause i'll scold you then i'll roast you again

Sit down, imma roast ya, free of charge, no cater

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Roast under a sauce of wine.

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast

I've mastered the rhyme factors after effacing actors-making artist ghost