This is a song about "White bread"

Nas told me life's a bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And i end up giving your kids dat bread.

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

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

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

So if i do call it's just a check

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

The lights may flicker, your face feels red