This is a song about "Latoya mac"

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Then write another hook in my mac book

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

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

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Acid rapping with a multicolored camo for a mac