This is a song about "The mac and cheese master"

You're the servant, i'm the master.

The only time i flirt with her

I'm everything that they call nice

So fuck the mac millers and duck this please

I don't nothing about that mac but i know about gettin' that cheese,

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

When i'm the master of events n' master the mic

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

Big mac in one hand and the other givin' a salute, reminded me of nirvana

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Maybe ill snap back with a packed mac and let the lead bust

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies