This is a song about "French fry"

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

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

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I'm having a frightening fit and being guided quick with the laws that im abiding with

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

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

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse