This is a song about "Smelly cheese"

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

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

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

Rideright back to the movies

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Realsed i'm a fucking beast, i never freeze, just stackin cheese,

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

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

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.