This is a song about "Feta cheese"

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

See it's hard to make it out when you're on government cheese,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

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

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

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

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

I'm everything that they call nice

I love the money but i hate the cheese