This is a song about "Shredded wheat"

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

No. wheat. bread. please give me that white dough

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

These cops is bad boys, baby just like puff

Turned to be wheat mystics left above

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Well to each his own, gilly off the dome, it's like from wheat to bone

I won't give it to you just like your girl even that bitch wants to make me hurl,

If i hold onto the shredded threads, it will mold into non-captured nets, girl

Or confession shredded skin thats what

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Wheat was made into bread, barley was made into beer, flax was made