This is a song about "Swiss cheese and mike clark"

I'll eat you like velveeta when i smother it all on my mac and cheese,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

I took big leaps and jumps. they can call me like mike.

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Not even aquaman,i will clark kent on a daily and not plan it im on top and they cannot stand it

I also gotta be fast no worries i move like beam to cut grass ok now i gotta get

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees