King of the Drive-Thru

Yeah…

Seven-hour drive or forty-five,

Burger

King, we’re staying alive (nooo)

Hands on the wrapper,

ready to

feast, This is about to

get absolutely beast.

I’m going back to Burger King,

Seven-hour drive or forty-five,

Hands on the wrapper,

yeah, I’m feeling alive,

I take one bite and I start to thrive,

Then another one hits and I’m on cloud nine.

Daisy says, “Bro, chill out,

please,” I’m like, “Nah,

I’m just trying to eat,” I grab the fries,

I grab the drink,

Then somehow I’m eating the kitchen sink

I’m going

back to Burger King,

Nothing’s gonna stop me now,

Whopper in my left hand,

Fries are falling to the ground,

I’m going back to Burger King,

Everybody clear the way,

Seven-hour drive or forty-five,

WE’RE EATING HERE TODAY!

MJ says, “Don’t be a larper,” I said,

“Bro, I’m the Burger King starter,” Then the whole room starts to

shake, ’Cause I ate the table by mistake.

I don’t know how

I got this strong,

But somehow I’ve been eating all along,

Then I power up,

the sky turns gold,

Suddenly my Burger King meal weighs a ton to hold.

Then my dog walks through the door,

Looking at me like,

“Bro, WHAT FOR?”

She tries to stop my super saiyan glow,

But I’m too powerful— “STFU!” she says,

“LET’S GO!” Then she jumps into the sky,

Flies straight past the moon,

I’m standing there confused like,

“Bro… she left way too soon.” (nooo)

I’m going back to Burger King,

Nothing’s gonna stop me now,

Whopper in my left hand,

Fries are falling to the ground,

I’m going back to Burger King,

Even my dog’s on the moon,

She farts across my face and says,

“SEE YOU LATER, TUNE IN SOON!”

Seven-hour drive…

Forty-five minutes…

Doesn’t matter.

We’re going.