This is a song about "Cheese curd"

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Ma raps was shit i admit it's an easy lose, easier that opening a curd

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

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

Trip, and then you never snitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

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