This is a song about "Working at 3am"

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Taken up drama, acting, working out.

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

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,

I'm working hard at this, i was never the one to quit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Them pretty boys had them gals, spend their time flirting

Y'all write hateful lyrics and put 'em in concerts working,

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

Carefree i don’t need the stress

From working through rain and pain

I can make it rain