This is a song about "Learning french"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Some say the dumb stray away from school and learning.

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

For we are awakening and learning the truth"

And i ain't got what it takes

These french pancakes give me the crepes

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Observing every one of my movements learning, how to make me idolize/

To always keep at it, improve, yeah, keep learning/

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

My learning word process is still being continued

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route