This is a song about "The irish"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

On the sizzle, p90kill yourself like you're in college

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Here's the answer and the antidote:

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

Niggas die over shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

The more battles the better the flows