This is a song about "Bad cheese"

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"

This a roaster, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

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

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

You see i'm tryna get the cheese legitimately

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

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