This is a song about "Irish pots"

You irish midget,i'm robbing you from the victory

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Definitely melting your mind like melting pots i'm melting tops

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

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

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

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion