This is a song about "Mcdonalds worker"

So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

And panned out, i'm all in love

Take out the mcdonalds,

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down

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

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

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

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

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

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

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