This is a song about "Make bread"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

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

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

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

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head