This is a song about "French"

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Dreamin on a lullaby

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

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

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Inferior, but i'm nice

Im sizzlin like french fries

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

You're gonna have to pardon my french, mr. englishman

You did the shake-shake and i kinda went berserk

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him