This is a song about "Cheese wheels"

See me on a roll like the wheels on the bus

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

This a roaster, bitch

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

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

The wheels are never rented,

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese