This is a song about "Bitch mac"

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

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

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

I said,fuck safari,slap you from a mac to a rack

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

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

Acid rapping with a multicolored camo for a mac

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack