This is a song about "Pita bread"

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

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm not a but i'm the bitch

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

City bread just like the rangers

I’ve never seen my neighbors

U stole my money bread and dough

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set