This is a song about "Irish pots"

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck

We freestyle battle opponents and make em break like pots of clay

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage