This is a song about "Little big mac craig"

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

Better watch your back, mac

Snapple fact: you rather wack

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

You walked into vic tanny's and stepped on jenny craig

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

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

But there's nothing else inside

Like hes trying to be mac right

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

Thinking you're all big with your little crew,

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

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