This is a song about "Future tense french"

You other brothers can’t deny

Buy some french fries, then i get high

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

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

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

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

No prospects for the future

She should have invited her

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

You're already done, i'm writing this in past tense

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense

Charcoal seats gray, drop tops like release dates

These french pancakes give me the crepes

Keep moving they staying in past tense

And everybody's having sex