This is a song about "French language lessons"

Understand why so many american's hate a language

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Restrained in endless lessons, where time is not a curse

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

So here i am at the store for some chips

Over years we learned some lessons,

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

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

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

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Exhale , release have you learnt your lessons?

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band