This is a song about "Bread"

Bring in that bread, but never loaf around

We wake up, i go to work, she leave out

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

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

A clever idea to take something they said

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Bread spread n' now we dread locks

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

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

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed