This is a song about "Steak and shake"

With these macs i've got a bad habit

I'm about to pick up the world and shake it

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

Believed that blacks could unite with the whites together and shake hands

With serious impedence, shake hands and say let's be friends/

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Maybe i'll grab a plate of nachos and i'll have a steak

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

You want this beef? im makin a steak

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

Will you shake my hand and so no thank you

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Slithering snake you whither and shake

Shake me and i'll whack back like the fizz of doctor pepper

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir