This is a song about "Mac"

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

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

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

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

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

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

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

This rap is a snack, hungry for more, looking for a big mac

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad