This is a song about "Mcdonalds menu"

Together all the timethought it was true love

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Turn the menu to repeat so that you can hear this song twice

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,

I'll tell you baby that we're through

You're on his menu,

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

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

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

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