This is a song about "French frys"

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

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

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

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

These french pancakes give me the crepes

Where weapons similar to dry grapes

I need a backyard full court size

Im sizzlin like french fries

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

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers