This is a song about "Stacking my bread"

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Break bread hold the flour eat my breakfast but never toast to cowards,

Or the comb in my head enough said we need the bread

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

And even though i try my best i'm never touching the bread,

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Rather beatin on the bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

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

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Only bread i had was shit burning in my toaster

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star