This is a song about "Paris night"

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

I remember everything and that night

That's making revenue of a name we cherish

Just hit my cousin up, he's stationed over in paris,

Dc cabs got my pops alright

Every day and night

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

She likes casinos every other night

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Crying myself to sleep every night,

I hear it every night

Cause you didn’t play the game right

No one in comparison, i got a hun in paris son.

And stay focused on the women and you get less done