This is a song about "French war"

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Why you call me back? don't lie

Some old bitch that we did before

Always felt like a six day war

It's like my life is a war,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Wage war with me you will face defeat

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,