This is a song about "Meat and cheese"

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

And i help ‘em in the deli when i show ‘em my meat

Add a little meat and now we're bacon bad,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

I'll eat you like velveeta when i smother it all on my mac and cheese,

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

What y'all know about mac and cheese, y'all ain't know nothin so pass the weed

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Endlessly eating and feeding and beating your meat with mesquite seasoning

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Trip, and then you never snitch

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

And i'm givin you gashes where it's nothin but the white meat/

I can call that bitch to make me a cheese and salami

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see