WEIRD MCDONALD'S RAP

[Verse: Pink Guy]

I got a story that'll waggle your eyes

I got a burger and a thingy of fries, I think we disguise

Our lives when we speak, but we show it with what we eat

We defeat eternal demons with heaps of internal shitty meat

Ronald had a dream when he was sucking his mom's titty

He wanted to palm cities rockin’ his fall hoodie

In this heat? Nah, man, he ain't no clown

He don't need another guardian to hold the fucking place down

Ronald, I never got to say thank you

If you caught me at a KFC I never meant to hurt you

I tore down a thousand Burger Kings for talking shit

Have ‘em lost for words on some Stephen Hawking shit

This cancer's got these little kids biting lips

If burgers kill, then fuck it, I’m gonna die from it

I’ll fucking die for you, Ronald, I hope you understand

Avoid beef and im taking your ass to Pakistan

See if Ronald McDonald would have to run a bottle shop

Ronald would unload a couple shots on these fucking cops

See McDonalds is the finest china quality

That make your legs wobble a lava lamp holding Socrates is

Less postmodern than Ronald, cause in a thousand years

You and I'll be gone but the patties keep flipping

The chicken is still delicious the living expense is limitless

So why the fuck you eating salad, bitch?

See back in ‘48 was when I heard of this magic place

When the atom bomb crushed a small country in it's natural state

Rebuilt itself into a fine little real estate

And reeled in any American chains with exceptional taste, but...

[Outro: Joji]

They don't understand (They don't understand, yo)

Little did I know

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