This is a song about "Mac 10"

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

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

Acid rapping with a multicolored camo for a mac

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

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Masked up black mac deeper than a crack horde

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

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Then write another hook in my mac book

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

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

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac