This is a song about "Mcdonald workers"

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Its sad when the hard workers get unappreciated

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Mr.ronald mcdonald face-painted clown on the ground

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

The workers slingin' mud bricks, rhymes are sweeter,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,