This is a song about "Your knob cheese"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

This a roaster, bitch

My every day job makes me feel like i'm bobbin' on some slob's knob

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

You see i'm tryna get the cheese legitimately

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

But in the meantime it's lights please

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I goes in, this is such a cinch

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please