This is a song about "France treaty"

Catch me in the tour de france the way i cycle this flow

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Take em all to bed call a treaty

But make sure if they do see

We don’t reason, no such thing as a peace treaty,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

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

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

And my name is devin i got a big d (hehe) i can take you to france (wewe) did you

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

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