This is a song about "Lebanese bread"

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness/

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

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

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

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Now i’m up in this bitch

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

U stole my money bread and dough

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head