This is a song about "Sheeps cheese"

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Automatic kill for pennies

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

Got tired of running from the police

I swear i'm coming back one day

Smoke cheese all day, getting blown away

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

I saw these other niggas playin' 'round, stashin' cheese,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

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

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Lil rat go eat some poisoned cheese please/

You gotta breathe and be at ease