This is a song about "Cheese pizza"

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

I picture a happy day at the pizza shop

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Throw d's on that bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Come over here, he's blastin' rap music, eatin' pizza,

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

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

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

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

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

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

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice