This is a song about "Elbow mac"

Acid rapping with a multicolored camo for a mac

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

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

Then write another hook in my mac book

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

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

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

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

Skin tone i wish i could take it back