This is a song about "Stale bread"

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I created this image

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

I'm slaughtering stale, competition, i got the whole block wishing

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Man your lyrics are so stale, your delivery is frail,

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale