This is a song about "Bread"

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego

U stole my money bread and dough

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread

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

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

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

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

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

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

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