This is a song about "French bread"

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

City bread just like the rangers

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

You wonda why they call u bitch

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

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

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread

A clever idea to take something they said

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I got 20 thousand views of french itself