This is a song about "Bread"

Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay

She say she fucking with me the long way

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

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

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

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Bread spread n' now we dread locks

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Fuck you faggots, i'm with a fat bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

This a roaster, bitch

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

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