This is a song about "Big mac"

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

Then write another hook in my mac book

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

I'm a-mac... "hey 'mac you're so utterly whack!"

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Like hes trying to be mac right

If they steping up to mac

Top dropped down, black on black