This is a song about "Spencer schmid"

Ass cap, put em in the river

Wanna make a track with mac miller

And hit up chess king and have the lady at the desk bring

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

You thought whack were on crack don't mess 'mac

He kind of grew into the shape of a mack

Ripped ya body up with dat mac call yu half-not

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

And what i lack in piety, i make up for in character,

It's only rational to follow a trendsetter

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

This rap is a snack, hungry for more, looking for a big mac

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

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

And there's no way i can pay you back

They call me random black never squeezed a mac