This is a song about "Mac and chees"

And i got that bait, they all bad

Fuck around bought my bitch a mac

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

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

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

If i can leave this place, and just get away

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

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back