This is a song about "Cheese biscuits"

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

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

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

I'm everything that they call nice

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

And all my childhood memories

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Smoke cheese all day, getting blown away