This is a song about "Wet bread"

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

Cause this nigga done got jealous

U stole my money bread and dough

This prada make me shallow

Got a house on hundred acres

City bread just like the rangers

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

Got it so wet, it's becoming so soggy

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

These gangstas pray to god, and they want to break bread,

Drown you alive in wet cement

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

There lived a lil' boy who was misled