This is a song about "Cheesy rappers"

Teach wack rappers how to spell

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Stayin' on it, while these superstitious rappers,

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

These rappers are edible

I got rich from a little struggle

This information is vital, look

I make female rappers look good

So you finally got the nerve

Fuck you other rappers

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

First verse is killing rappers, as soon as rappers die,

My love for her is getting cheesy like the cheddar.

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her