This is a song about "Irish milf"

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

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Most, black got irish bitches, so scottish, watch me scottie pippen

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

On the ceiling after a boob shoot of the milf of my pastor

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message