This is a song about "Stale cheese"

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

Insincere when standing alone/ heart beating/ becoming stale and frantic/

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

See it's hard to make it out when you're on government cheese,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees