This is a song about "Iraq lobster"

Form the towers to iraq

Almost cried right on the spot

Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Use your mom's underwear as a bib at red lobster

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

It's the rap monger, rap monster earl sweat attack, conquer

We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,

Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Then sent his ass to iraq, but unlike osama, his ass was the one that got smashed in,

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

I'll make you feel like you're being stoned in iraq