This is a song about "The french revolution"

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

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

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Or for a revolution

Where god at? i need to call him

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

The more battles the better the flows

Took me a while just to write those

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Im sizzlin like french fries

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie