This is a song about "Bread sticks"

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

High heel wearer, hell of a body

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

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

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Pinning and sticks in its ways

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face