This is a song about "Irish bitches"

My dick, stupid bitches

I'm a force to be reckoned with

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

Yeah, there is no cage bitches

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Just searching for the perfect shot

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

It’s official, she my misses

But i'm still fuckin these bitches,

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one