This is a song about "Bp oil spill"

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

How can senators let oil, and pollution wash on our shores

Only sharp blades to spill blood with

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Brains spill, spurt, forming projected blood drought's!

Steal from the rich, snake oil to deceive

Not likely like stay long please

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Here to give you, a medical bill, plan to spit chemical spill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Make me sound irish when i say #oil #spill

I tend to let everything just spill from my mind

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind