This is a song about "Bread sticks"

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

But i know i see better days

Pinning and sticks in its ways

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

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Always knocks anybody down who sticks in his path

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

I respect that you don't know yet

You wonda why they call u bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich