This is a song about "French clergy"

These french pancakes give me the crepes

And no longing for dates

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

I said that imma ball with my motherfucking hittas, most likely imma die with

Cause i can't seem to see myself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

Im sizzlin like french fries

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

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

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

That's the window into the sky

Buy some french fries, then i get high