This is a song about "Irish spring"

Automatons animate my fictional being well until the spring/

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Make me sound irish when i say #oil #spill

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

I’ll never use a rubber

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I'm a flower in the spring flowering rapidly