This is a song about "Irish immigrents"

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

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

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Make me sound irish when i say #oil #spill

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck