This is a song about "Nacho cheese"

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

You see i'm tryna get the cheese legitimately

When you fly as a bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

''mic-controller?'' i'm more impressed by mac 'n cheese.

Stick my dick in a cheese grater

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas