This is a song about "Cheese sticks"

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

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

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

Not likely like stay long please

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

Pinning and sticks in its ways

Tryin hard to hide my face

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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

And i know - there'll never be peace

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

But i'm white, quite well off and living out within' the sticks.