This is a song about "Mcdonalds"

Where you welcome to problems

Take out the mcdonalds,

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

That boy dil flip more meat than the mcdonalds i was workin at

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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,

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds