This is a song about "British vs french"

These french pancakes give me the crepes

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

It's like marvel vs d.c

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

You're right i'm in my british castle thinking,