This is a song about "White bread"

Cause i’m balling, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

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

The richest place on earth

City bread just like the rangers

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

When you fly as a bitch

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

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

U stole my money bread and dough

Wale dc said we on joe

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

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