This is a song about "Stale cheese"

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

I goes in, this is such a cinch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

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

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

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

Stealing vision like braille, your improvision is stale,

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail