This is a song about "Mac royal"

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

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

Little man's disease got you feeling like you're little mac,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

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

I'm rapping for royal records

Chomping at your oxygen chords

If they steping up to mac

And daddy's in the cadillac

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

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap