This is a song about "Mcdonalds worker"

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

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

Then a worker comes to help, you guessed it she represents music

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Take out the mcdonalds,

On the slow jam of love

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

He starts to get known as a real good worker,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

Forever my endeavours and i sever my opponents