This is a song about "Cross bread"

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

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

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

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

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

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

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

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Huh, a metaphor of course

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

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors