This is a song about "Mac and chees"

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

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

What y'all know about mac and cheese, y'all ain't know nothin so pass the weed

They say i'm running hip-hop but i'd rather unify with y'all then stampede

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

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

If they steping up to mac

Can't win with a passive attack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

This is why her nigga mad

Fuck around bought my bitch a mac

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Like hes trying to be mac right