This is a song about "Future tense french"

Say bye bye to her

Thinking about my future

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

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

And today we're still in chains

These french pancakes give me the crepes

The world getting bad i'm feeling tense.

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

The man he was, awed at his past tense/

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

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

And there's little to be glad for

Do we plan for our future