This is a song about "Wheat"

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

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Turned to be wheat mystics left above

I'mma do this fast or slow

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