This is a song about "Cheese fingers"

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

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

She likes the way it hits her lips

Raising my fingers to critics

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

Smoke cheese all day, getting blown away

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And i’m ballin' bitch

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees