This is a song about "The french revoultion"

Excuse my french but i’m in france, i’m just sayin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Dump that bitch in the sly

The more battles the better the flows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

We self-made but never is an i on the team

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.