This is a song about "French inhale"

You've gotta take it easy, and inhale with sniper's breath,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

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

Still got my nike boots

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

I've wanted to inhale since i was 12 years old

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

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

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

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

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been