This is a song about "Bread"

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Man but this ain't no sign language

This a roaster, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Im trying to see her in bed

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Now you speaking my language

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

City bread just like the rangers

Let's enjoy our younger years