This is a song about "Panera bread"

This is like love, that you can never get

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

Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day

Bread spread n' now we dread locks

You pull up in parking lots

Nobody ain't own us yet

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

Bring in that bread, but never loaf around

And i like my window tinted out

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

D.c. all up in this bitch

Now i’m up in this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

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

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head