This is a song about "Irish car wreck"

I swear life's been a train wreck

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Now the shit connects, a champion but a vicious wreck,

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Who smokin in my car?

Young money, d-town's all star

I enter skies star trek i'm at enterprise no car wreck

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

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

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

I come correct wreck decks and collect checks

Down the street to the car,

Slumdog far apart any sub par