This is a song about "Pete bread"

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

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

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

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

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

You already know you're dead

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

City bread just like the rangers

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

I just raped you for pete-sakes, we all lean my way