This is a song about "Big mac"

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Wanna make a track with mac miller

And i got that bait, they all bad

If they steping up to mac

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Gotta make that cash

Big tits and a big ass

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

Little man's disease got you feeling like you're little mac,

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

I eat big. i dream big. i need big