Burrito CZARFACE

[Verse 1: Esoteric]
I gotta beat this damn line, it's only 10:50
They open doors at 11, but yo I'm in a rush
I got the money to swing it as though I'm Ken Griffey
But so does this bum in front of me, smellin' like a Lush
That mental woman in front of him who forgot to brush
She's in pajama pants, sippin' on an orange Crush
The door's open, let's get it goin, let's speed it up
They lookin' up at the menu like they ain't seen it once
"Hmm I'd like the carnitas and possibly the barbacoa
Actually, I'll have the chicken, sir, 'cause my heart is slower"
But me, I get the same shit, every time
From the same kid, every time
And he doesn't recognize me, every time
So I gotta say it over, every time
Normally, I'm not the type to bitch
But look, um, you're being kinda stingy on the scoopage
I asked for double meat, and man I know you're not a new kid
So why you tryna screw me out of food, you think I'm stupid?
I throw him 10 bucks, tell him keep the nickel tip, and
I grab a fork and grab a seat and eat it extra quick, and
Suddenly I'm feeling queasy, kinda extra sick and
Sweatin bullets, tell me what was in that bitter chicken

(Burrito)
(Now, uh, wait)
(Burrito)