This is a song about "Pita bread"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Only bread i had was shit burning in my toaster

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

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

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

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

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I goes in, this is such a cinch

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

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