This is a song about "A wheel of cheese"

Now everybody put your hands up high

Hey 'mac... "a swiss cheese is a gunner, i'll show why..."

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Big cheese scheming, i'm posted up on a quiche

He tried to rape me, but i slapped him with a prayer wheel

And i ain't tryna spit, but got dollars here

Keep it a good stack i eat cheese from hood rats

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Its like the devil is on the wheel of fortune and he just spin n' grin

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

You bout as straight as a wheel some fool named ferris.

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Hey 'mac... "a swiss cheese is a gunner, i'll show why..."

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly