This is a song about "Big macs"

And my dick is just that big!

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

My garage full of cars that bounce

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Big tits and a big ass

So chase the air hide your stash

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

These are real facts, now i don't deal crack, i'm packing macs,

Baby am i slick

(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big

And my name too big, and my gang too big

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

They would act like they packed macs and smoked hash when,