This is a song about "Woke in paris"

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

Got my niggas in paris and they going gorillas, huh

From pondoland to paris you are revered

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

And than woke up and theres blood right in at my feet

Woke up in the mornin giving thanks to god,

Murdered every bod from my squad

Okay just woke up, typed in rappad and guess what pop up

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Every day woke her up something you found,

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Then i woke up in a city, where the population match the death toll

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

Woke up convulsing in the middle of an exorcism