This is a song about "Woke in paris"

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

Woke up in the morning, mourning without a friend

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Woke up convulsing in the middle of an exorcism

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

The chick i have fucked was some whore named paris

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

Rapping swift as magic sticks & i ain't even fully woke

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

I woke up in a prison hospital this morning, and they told me what i did,

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Woke up in a fuckin bad mood