This is a song about "Communism peace land and bread revolution"

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

And i'm older to understand about the land and the problems that

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

Or for a revolution

U stole my money bread and dough

Ha, in your loophole though

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

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Your heart was false just like the words you said