This is a song about "France in ww1"

Anything involving me, i dissolve in/

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

They all see my life from a childish position

In a private jet while i'm walking in

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

//only lasts 50 seconds in

Hmmm where should i begin

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

I see causalities in contenders , hope in extinction,