This is a song about "Bred"

We are bred by consumerism

I wonder why we take from our women

Its bred to dismember personalities

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Bred differently than these maggots/

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

My monsters were bred by the reasons

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

And her smile lit up the room

I was bred to get it in, no spoon

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

The devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner