This is a song about "Baby hoes cheese"

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

On the real... i fuckin' love mac 'n cheese!

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

''mic-controller?'' i'm more impressed by mac 'n cheese.

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese