This is a song about "Mac"

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

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

Twista finna get up on the track

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

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

If they steping up to mac

And daddy's in the cadillac

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Then write another hook in my mac book

That moschino shit is so back

Better watch your back, mac

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

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.