This is a song about "Mac and chees"

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/

Mac hippie analog, you rap midi, turn the camera's off, i make you snap and slap your bandana off

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

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

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Better watch your back, mac

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

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

We're like brothers, and we're jacking acs, pack a mac-10,

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

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

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