This is a song about "French horn"

We musically grow unto the world like a fungus

If you side against the horn you are ludicrous

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

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

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

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

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

Torn apart, taken by storm, blow the war horn/

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

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

I like my girls skinny with brains

These french pancakes give me the crepes

And everybody's having sex

I got 20 thousand views of french itself