This is a song about "Cheese whiz"

I’m in the air bitch, diamonds clear bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

You see i'm tryna get the cheese legitimately

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

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

Now i’m up in this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

When you fly as a bitch