This is a song about "Big macs"

I never crack i got that chap stick

Yeah my ego aint that big,

Big playmaker quarter back

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

I'll slap the yapping crap out of you, packing macs, crack a gin,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

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

And my dick is just that big!

When i was 11 got the toolie thick