This is a song about "Flying cheese wombats"

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

In my mind is where i'm flying

And getting money is the song i sing

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Drink this , it keeps you flying

And i’m ballin' bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Pool sticks flying and beer spilling

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

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

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese