This is a song about "Brother ireland"

From ireland but i'll land, running

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Whilst your brother spins the rudder

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Living with his twisted brother, driving us insane

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Cold as the snow season, below freezing, peace brother,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I am my own father, i am my own brother,

20$ for a small coffee, it's whiter than ireland

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

To see marshalls brother

The choice can be no other