This is a song about "Mac and chees"

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

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

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

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

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

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Maybe ill snap back with a packed mac and let the lead bust

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

The jager in my cup is licorice black

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

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

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

Play this back or smoke your crack can't fuck with mac...

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

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

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat