This is a song about "French reflexive verbs"

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

Huh, i can't interpret her

Buy some french fries, then i get high

So let me tell you about this guy

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Im sizzlin like french fries

Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

And no longing for dates

These french pancakes give me the crepes