This is a song about "French onion"

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

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

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

It was just the four of us uptown corners

These french pancakes give me the crepes

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

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

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Sit back and watch your sunrise

Im sizzlin like french fries

If you can't look up at yourself

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work