This is a song about "Thomas mac"

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

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

If they steping up to mac

That moschino shit is so back

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

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

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag