This is a song about "Eddie mac"

We're like brothers, and we're jacking acs, pack a mac-10,

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

Wanna make a track with mac miller

And that i spent the night with her

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

Like hes trying to be mac right

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

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

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

Then write another hook in my mac book

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good