This is a song about "Bread man"

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

I miss you at my recent show

U stole my money bread and dough

Or the comb in my head enough said we need the bread

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Rack rack city bitch

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread

I won't to share my music like jesus broke bread

Your heart was false just like the words you said