This is a song about "Mcdonalds"

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

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

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,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

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,

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

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

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down

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