This is a song about "Blue cheese"

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

When you fly as a bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Until your face turns blue

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

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

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

Realsed i'm a fucking beast, i never freeze, just stackin cheese,

High everyday my favorite color blue

You're my reflection and all i see is you