This is a song about "Cheese wheel"

Forever you my bottom bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

Grams on the deal i got hands on the wheel,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And the 9th is on the track bitch

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Im tired of being the third wheel

Nothing new but i reinvented the wheel

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

This where the haters is, this why they hate us here

I'm drunk so satan take the fucking wheel

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,