This is a song about "The bread king"

Get ready to hail to the king

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Exclusives, y'all never seen

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.

Now i'm the high guy that can divide, i divide your head and your bread

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Aint in this for the money but itd be nice to make some fucking bread

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Straight g thing, double m g thing

See, now im the fucking king

Y'know i am the king

I love the way you're standing