This is a song about "Mac and chees"

Fuck around bought my bitch a mac

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

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

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Big mac in one hand and the other givin' a salute, reminded me of nirvana

And she gon let it loose, hey

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

I'ma pack a mac when i crack your back. wear a jason mask and shoot a