This is a song about "String cheese"

Fiddle with the string and hold the anger back

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

D.c. all up in this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

That anything worth everything it takes a string of time man

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

Who know this be the life that i really live

I love to write, make knotted string art that's jail life.

Rather sit on the side than pull every string,

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I rock my motherfuckin' crew like a string of razor blades,

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string.

I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich