This is a song about "Paris wilson"

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

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

But my niggaz in paris

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I dubale to my elders, then, now they look at me like nigerias elvis

But once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

The chick i have fucked was some whore named paris

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Got my niggas in paris and they going gorillas, huh

From pondoland to paris you are revered

Weight on my chest like i body build

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done