This is a song about "London irish"

Beating me you better be irish and bring luck

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

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

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

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

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

And become as big as london