This is a song about "Bred 12s"

Won't run out anytime soon

I was bred to get it in, no spoon

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Days consist of getting payed/ getting bred with my team

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Its bred to dismember personalities

Bred differently than these maggots/

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

I was bred to get it in...your poon

We are bred by consumerism

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner