This is a song about "Mcdonalds"

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

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

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

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

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,

Take out the mcdonalds,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

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

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds