This is a song about "Bad mcdonalds food"

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

And in this game you the gators' food

So i banged for a minute

Now all im tryna do is get food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

Could've worked at mcdonalds, i said fuck that scary ass clown

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Take out the mcdonalds,

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.