This is a song about "Wonder bread"

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Bitch got all them booty shots

Bread spread n' now we dread locks

I'm a prodigy, lyrical wonder/

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

Or the comb in my head enough said we need the bread

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Now i’m up in this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

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

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