This is a song about "Mac and leo"

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

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

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

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

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

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

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

So fuck the mac millers and duck this please

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories