This is a song about "Bread"

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

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

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

All we need is convienient love

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

Adabo to my haters

City bread just like the rangers

You could say i'm friends with fred

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

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

Turn your tux red im far from broke got enough bread

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay