This is a song about "French fry"

And i ain't got what it takes

These french pancakes give me the crepes

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

I've become immune to you no name haters

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

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

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

Sweet, okay makes sense

Or a sunday fry x4