This is a song about "French people"

Dont we have enough death , people

Inhale my color purple

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

From the people who control to people

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

But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with)

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

Buy some french fries, then i get high

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

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Why you call me back? don't lie

People steal, people die,

With some bartles and james

These french pancakes give me the crepes