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 sh**ty meat
Ronald had a dream when he was s**ing 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 f**ing 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 sh**
Have 'em lost for words on some Stephen Hawking sh**
This cancer's got these little kids biting lips
If burgers k** then f** it, I'm gonna die from it
I'll f**ing die for you Ronald, I hope you understand
Avoid beef and I'm taking your a** to Pakistan
See if Ronald McDonald would have to run a bottle shop
Ronald would unload a couple shots on these f**ing cops
See McDonald's is the finest China quality
That make your legs wobble a lava lamp holding Socrates is
Less post modern 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 f** you eating salad, b**h?
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…
They don't understand