This is a song about "Pussy cheese"

We can make more, make babies

On the real... i fuckin' love mac 'n cheese!

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Fuck you faggots, i'm with a fat bitch

She can't know where my mother stay

Smoke cheese all day, getting blown away

Ain't stacking the green, only time there's stashing the cheese,

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

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