This is a song about "Stale cheese"

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

Man your lyrics are so stale, your delivery is frail,

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

You are right the taste of hate has grown stale

I'm slaughtering stale, competition, i got the whole block wishing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king