This is a song about "Cross bread"

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Got that cross on my forehead,

I speak my mind with an upside down cross

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Cause i’m balling, bitch

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

We don't ever make love

Bread in pain yet told to be tough