This is a song about "Ashley lawman"

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

You act like you go hard

February cold as my heart

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

That acknowledges this polished act.

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

I just pray my mother doesn't witness the act.

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Fuck this vigilante who thinks he's truly dissin' randy?

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

What you never heard of that? it's gonna be called slaughter act

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt