This is a song about "Cheese on toast"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

Lack toast tolerant with dairy

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Where you know you hold that toast

Time to get her bags get ghost

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

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

So raise your glass let's have a toast,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Pass the courvoisier and i'll bust rhymes as i toast to this,

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his