This is a song about "Being irsh"

Plans consist of being successful

Never wrong at any level

Being an alchoholic i fear,

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Just the fact of being there

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

I’m being sarcastic,

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Your being dismembered its clouded thought