This is a song about "Mac an 45 s"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

I'll be like an adult fulfilling an addict' s dying need

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

Bad, just like an 80's car

I'm a fucking rap star

Like hes trying to be mac right

Dc cabs got my pops alright

Gotta get join, get the 45 bang

Pushing in my mama van

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

If they steping up to mac

Quick flipping up sexy back