This is a song about "Tour de france"

Can't wait anymore, gotta go in tour

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

But you never come when you period is five days

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Writing love songs that'll get you a tour

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

From last night on the tour bus

And when it seems that i'm hopeless

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

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