This is a song about "Cheese cars"

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

The you should look up in the stars

Hoes love me because of my cars

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Got like a hundred cars

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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

Drive real fast when i'm in my cars

I be murdering bars

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars