This is a song about "Glad plum read head bread weather treasure breakfast cousin friend"

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

Me and my friend play with your head as we kick it flying, we playing soccer

Now i'm the high guy that can divide, i divide your head and your bread

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

What up girl, tell me how you been

He tried to kill my cousin

And my friend vlad shoot right in my head

Like sally mae on college debt

You got reason to brag

I miss the times when i was glad

Break bread hold the flour eat my breakfast but never toast to cowards,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Now them broads gon' follow

But im glad it didnt doe