This is a song about "Ez mac"

I'll let you know. rappin aint ez, trust me, its kinda tough.

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Sneak up on attack

If they steping up to mac

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

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

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back