This is a song about "Ordering mcdonalds"

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

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

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Voices in my head ordering me to shed red

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

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

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Take out the mcdonalds,

The game of love

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems