This is a song about "Mac 10"

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

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

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Then write another hook in my mac book

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,

Better watch your back, mac

The crown ruler is back

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

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

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Masked up black mac deeper than a crack horde