This is a song about "Artisinal cheese"

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Man but this ain't no sign language

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Smoke cheese all day, getting blown away

I swear i'm coming back one day

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Stick my dick in a cheese grater

Because you gotta finish a paper

I saw these other niggas playin' 'round, stashin' cheese,

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties