In which a wise-ass fast-food Twitter account deploys a vanilla shorty mixtape to taunt its fellow corporate competition; welcome to 2018. Nothin' but semi-novel self-promotion trying to rope in the youth's dolla bills with teh trap musics, that seems obvious -- yet some YouTube reactionaries call it fire because, erm, you can hear words or something? Outside of its existence in general there's a few chuckles to be had: calling out clowns-as-mascots and busted ice cream machines and slack drive-thrus, pronouncing "principal" "prince-uh-pal", "4 For $4" an actual promotion turned into a rather crafty hook. But it's basically bitchin' bout Twitter beef with feeble beats and even feebler burger puns galore; all while asking "what's more childish than Twitter beef?". Good question but I think we mighta found it. Also disappointing that she does not once boast about their baked potato, a menu gem if you ask me.