This is a song about "Cead mile failte"

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

My time with their half-witted reviews

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Half your body laying on my chest

A mile wide, smile while i vent

Just to go to liv on a sunday

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/

We can talk things over a little a while

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

This is not the 8 mother fuckers no its the 9 mile

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

Bad bitches never loved them though