This is a song about "Stinky cheese dog"

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

Where are you gonna go, dog

Fuck a tape, fuck your broad

And control this shit yourself dog.

And i’m ballin' bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

With these cheese that i'm chewing they should call me stinky bishop/

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

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

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,