This is a song about "Cross bread"

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

Like a church in debt

Got that cross on my forehead,

Nobody ain't own us yet

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

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

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Cause i’m balling, bitch

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause