This is a song about "Garlic bread"

Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

Thought this was forever love

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

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

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

- you gon' fuckin' love me bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

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

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

These gangstas pray to god, and they want to break bread,