This is a song about "Cheese puff"

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Together all the timethought it was true love

That's the nature of the pass, first you gotta puff

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

I just wanna take a puff, then i start to drift

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

And that's why they called you bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Puff puff, so loud keep it hush

I've got muslims calling on jesus

Just ease away the pain with some weed puff puff,