This is a song about "French"

I've become immune to you no name haters

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

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

These french pancakes give me the crepes

And i ain't got what it takes

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Im sizzlin like french fries

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

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

But im a well of inspiration

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