This is a song about "French fries"

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Thuggin' till the day i die

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

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

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

As i eat your flesh with a side of fries,

Im sizzlin like french fries

Right flows down and they might go nice

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

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