This is a song about "Panera bread"

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

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

Bring in that bread, but never loaf around

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

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

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

Turn your tux red im far from broke got enough bread

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

U stole my money bread and dough

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

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

And even though i try my best i'm never touching the bread,