This is a song about "Gangsta grilled cheese"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Coming back with this shit bitch

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

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

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese