This is a song about "Irish are thiefs"

Skills are astronomical,

I don't need no single

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Others are cocksuckers, and the rest are blind/

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

My raps are good, yours are bad..

All i need is the notepad