This is a song about "Mac fred"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Then write another hook in my mac book

Wanna make a track with mac miller

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

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

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Cause you're the worst best girlfriend i ever had

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

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac