This is a song about "Mac 11"

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Then write another hook in my mac book

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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

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

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

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

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Cos my mac ten sprays like 'pac then (the old days)