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

Cuz im the female rapping master

When you talkin illest rapper

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

On the real... i fuckin' love mac 'n cheese!

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

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

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

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

I don't wanna obey the master

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac