This is a song about "Mcdonalds sweet tea"

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Smoking something like tea leaves

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,

Ill keep it short and sweet

From the back seat, back seat

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Her voice was soft and sweet,

I need to beat

Could've worked at mcdonalds, i said fuck that scary ass clown

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around