This is a song about "Mac 10"

Little man's disease got you feeling like you're little mac,

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

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

Fuck around bought my bitch a mac

And that maybach, let me take em way back

When love comes callin', don’t look back

If they steping up to mac

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

My mind fires words like a mac 10 how is this feasible

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Then write another hook in my mac book

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,