This is a song about "Irish scum"

That's the way, you can move it baby

Your the scum of the earth beneath me

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I got something you've been waiting for

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

The rest gets set in my blender to be fed to my irish setter

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Make me sound irish when i say #oil #spill

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

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

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

The irish fuckin gangster huh? how hard is that?

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck