This is a song about "Panera bread"

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

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

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

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

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Every year i get it out

Bring in that bread, but never loaf around

Adabo to my haters

City bread just like the rangers

I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

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