This is a song about "Working at fast food"

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

But i think your just hungry for a bit of food, you got a better chance at winning this battle

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

I got something you've been waiting for

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

I work at, i work fast, you twerk bad, hurt that ass

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,

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

(starts at 30 seconds... starts kinda fast)