This is a song about "Cheese balls"

My home was broken by wreckin' balls

Alcohol and booty calls

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

Right flows down and they might go nice

Now you speaking my language

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Now im doing cannon balls

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

This a roaster, bitch

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

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

See it's hard to make it out when you're on government cheese,