This is a song about "Cheese grits"

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

In rap is like basing parade off of cheese,

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Now you speaking my language

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

See it's hard to make it out when you're on government cheese,

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

I saw these other niggas playin' 'round, stashin' cheese,

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