This is a song about "Cheese string"

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

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

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

No more fumbling with frets, thinking which string to pick

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Modify your quota bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

Let me rideuntil i get free

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos