This is a song about "Mcdonalds big mac"

Could've worked at mcdonalds, i said fuck that scary ass clown

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

They call me random black never squeezed a mac

In the house, holla back

If they steping up to mac

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

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

Acid rapping with a multicolored camo for a mac

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

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Got more cholestrol in your rhymes like the big mcd mac

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Like hes trying to be mac right

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight