This is a song about "T mac"

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

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

You don;t thin anymore

They make it worth more

Can't win with a passive attack

Fuck around bought my bitch a mac

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

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

This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

I'm about to snap

Better watch your back, mac

When that money calls i holla back

If they steping up to mac