This is a song about "Garlic bread"

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

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

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

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

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

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

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

So while the world goes drake crazy

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

I won't to share my music like jesus broke bread

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

City bread just like the rangers

So you finally got the nerve