This is a song about "Working at fast food"

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Just look at the food you digest an i'm sure you'll soon disgust

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

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,

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

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

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

I start to think it's all planned

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