This is a song about "Pumpernickel bread"

I won't to share my music like jesus broke bread

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

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

I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread

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

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Bring in that bread, but never loaf around

Feeble prayers to fit in bread crumbs in their stay

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Turn your tux red im far from broke got enough bread

I don't want you to have my permit yet