This is a song about "Mac sauce"

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Sauce in your veins you'll get tossed in the flames/

While working on my mistakes

Like hes trying to be mac right

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

If they steping up to mac

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap