This is a song about "Homophobic irish children"

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

As i christen your children

Jungle fever for the night

Box car children trying to hide

Listen, he been sittin' reminiscing lookin' at the children

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

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

Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

You irish midget,i'm robbing you from the victory

All the innocent little children

She’s a star if i ever seen one

You face made blind children cry

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie