This is a song about "Mcdonals"

Acting fearless just to get some votes doesn't serve a purpose,

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Astrology, monopolies' atrocities, poverty, economy,