This is a song about "Cheese it s"

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

I'll eat you like velveeta when i smother it all on my mac and cheese,

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Keep it a good stack i eat cheese from hood rats

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

Took it easy they'll sit back and eat cheese and ham

And the 9th is on the track bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich