This is a song about "Mcdonalds"

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

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down

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

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

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Always knew where the pot was

Take out the mcdonalds,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds