This is a song about "Ordering mcdonalds"

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Voices in my head ordering me to shed red

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Proposing naked in the opening of 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

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

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Take out the mcdonalds,

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

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

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

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

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though