This is a song about "Gook milf irish curve"

The rest gets set in my blender to be fed to my irish setter

Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoare you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

You irish cocky bitch you're on my-ish level but you rebel

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

I am approached by the curve of the earth

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

On the ceiling after a boob shoot of the milf of my pastor

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe