This is a song about "Jerry mack"

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

Make her act right , as long as i mack right

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Packin' a mack in the back of the ac

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Packing a mack in the back of the ac

Make her act right , as long as i mack right

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

He carried weight like a mack truck gonna bust on some playa haters.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Dont fuck wit the mack daddy or youll wind up shot, dead, and covered in poo!

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

"whatever is fair" but i ain't no jerry butler