This is a song about "Cheese slices"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Forever you my bottom bitch

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

I love the money but i hate the cheese

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

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

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Realsed i'm a fucking beast, i never freeze, just stackin cheese,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees