This is a song about "Mac 11"

Acid rapping with a multicolored camo for a mac

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

The third one is mixed, white and black

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

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

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

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

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

Like hes trying to be mac right

But if i die tonight