This is a song about "Bad mcdonalds food"

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

All my niggas get together to gather loot

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

So i banged for a minute

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute