This is a song about "Liam steward"

But the guide seemed decide

These shows be packing tight

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

But can i really call me one when i talk most to a host

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Coming back with this shit bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Managing my vanity while channeling my insanity

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

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