This is a song about "Cheese cars"

On the real... i fuckin' love mac 'n cheese!

I'm everything that they call nice

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Bitch got all them booty shots

I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars

We drive around in million dollar sports cars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Got like a hundred cars

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Cdg shit match my kicks

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Niggas is working forever my bars

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

I goes in, this is such a cinch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich