This is a song about "Bread money"

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

Ain't finna peak yet

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

U stole my money bread and dough

We magnetizing the ghetto

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

And even though i try my best i'm never touching the bread,

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich