This is a song about "Irony"

Follow the irony, dick van dyke,to get use to lifeline,

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

The irony, prior to the hurdles we leap,

Thought that i was prayin', but god love's the irony

Once as a slave who imagined being free

This is like riding through the city

Its irony that haters love to hate me,

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

The quibble's irony killing me, free of hyperbole

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Story of keeness, bore-ing these cretins with irony

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Story of keeness, #bore-ing these cretins with irony