This is a song about "Cheese cars"

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

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

When bret hart meet brett farve

Hoes love me because of my cars

Run away from the cars...

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Forever you my bottom bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

So she kisses the stars

Got like a hundred cars