This is a song about "Cheese grits"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Coming back with this shit bitch

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I saw these other niggas playin' 'round, stashin' cheese,

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

I love the money but i hate the cheese

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

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

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

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

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

Nas told me life's a bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich