This is a song about "Bread"

These gangstas pray to god, and they want to break bread,

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

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

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

I work hard for everything i get

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

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

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread

Rack rack city bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I’m in the air bitch, diamonds clear bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich