Shit, what the fuck? Get my motherfucker Sitting back thinking to myself how fucked up this is Last pick up the wife, first pick up the kids Trying to set a tone, the kids ain't wrong Take a long time to raise 'em up 'til they grown But Daddy gets no respect, Daddy just a joke They don't know about the nights Daddy made his gun smoke Just to feed the family, a lot of casualties Visions of them bloody bodies bleeding badly Hate to say it, sadly, the story took a twist I started spitting wicked shit, I tried to slit my wrist Man, your girl will never date me 'cause I work at the McDonald's She got my order wrong, so I put a hole in Ronald Walked up out the restaurant without my hot fries So I went back inside and shot two more guys Grabbed two apple pies, made my order supersized Don't get it wrong again, or everybody gonna die I got back home with the happy meals And these motherfuckers let the barbecue sauce spill All over the bag, all over the mac Dag, now I gotta go back Donald McDonald dead at the Mickey D's Pulled in the drive-through, oh, here come the police Two all-beef patties, special sauce, sesame seed buns And police was yelling freeze with they guns I was just about to run, I was feeling confused Said they had me on camera, put my face on the news I was on TV like what did I do? They said you killed Ronald McDonald, Grimace, and the Hamburglar too I'm innocent You Yo, it was him right there, right there [?] He started shooting talking about he want cheese on his burger, [?] his fries, he forgot them, it was terrible