This is a song about "The french revolution"

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

The revolution is coming get ready to ride

Make a world revolution

You can disown him or stone him

And truthfully girl you really make my day

Hip-hops' revolution is finally underway/

Or for a revolution

She all on my skin

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla