This is a song about "French bread"

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Im sizzlin like french fries

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

When you fly as a bitch

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Or the comb in my head enough said we need the bread

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

So if it's true '12 couldn't come fast enough

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Trip, and then you never snitch

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Take home for dinner with soup and bread