This is a song about "Cheese dad allergy"

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Now you speaking my language

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Well its between you and dad

It's all good, finna dog that

I'm everything that they call nice

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes