This is a song about "Mac and chesse"

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

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

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

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

If they steping up to mac

You got reason to brag

I don't know why i'm even on this track

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

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Better watch your back, mac

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

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