This is a song about "Naan bread"

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Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And that's why they called you bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Modify your quota bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

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

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Bread spread n' now we dread locks

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

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay

She say she fucking with me the long way

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

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