This is a song about "Mcdonald s"

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

Another love song about shit

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Now move a little bit to the left

S on my chest like a superman vest

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I'm a son of gun

And that´s how it has begun