This is a song about "Brian france s"

Carol city or was it the west

S on my chest like a superman vest

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

I'm the king of england france was getting old,

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

But for long time i had gone cold

S queezys very bold

You should be cautious, kid

The outline which you n****s out dated

Rollin' down the four o five

It´s the battle of life

And just looked at the whole situation

Excuse my french but i’m in france, i’m just sayin'

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get