This is a song about "Burger kibg"

Go burger king on life's ass as this hanging rope leaves me to fall.

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Wonder whether i should murder you like a burger cuz i'm smarter than a observer

You should be running

And it smells like burger king.

And now its time for a cheese-burger...cos they are extremely yummy!!

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Dolla burger me fuck a flea circus

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Even went large like a burger king combo

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Way out hand running to burger king

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And cook her so you can serve her in a special spicy burger