This is a song about "Little big mac craig"

Big mac in one hand and the other givin' a salute, reminded me of nirvana

In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Then write another hook in my mac book

And of course, my car's off course

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

Like hes trying to be mac right

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Play this back or smoke your crack can't fuck with mac...