This is a song about "Working at fast food"

I start to think it's all planned

Bitch coming at you fast with a blast

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Now all im tryna do is get food

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Banging out niggas with attitude

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Aye, is this mic working?

I was born to do the damn thing

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Look at this sad bitch with wack shit rappin' like this a fast win