This is a song about "French future tense"

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Artist on the bottom in present and past tense.

I'm gettin discouraged with her

No prospects for the future

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Fortune, fame, cars, hoes are tens, nobody's tense,

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

Situation is so tense that you can't cope.

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

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

The world getting bad i'm feeling tense.

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

First off congratulations on the win