This is a song about "Bread"

Turn your tux red im far from broke got enough bread

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

This a roaster, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Bread spread n' now we dread locks

Bitch got all them booty shots

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

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