This is a song about "Bitches be cheesy"

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

You don't know what it feels like to be black cause bitches don't care,

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

I really shouldn't be here now- i don't fuck the heathen bitches

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

Are the only thing i be dishing out to you bitches

I wanna fuck the bitches i never could, i just wanna be a rapper,

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Girl, have some self respect, i treat my bitches good, she be soaking wet

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

Them boys be talking ’bout their bitches