This is a song about "The irish"

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

Thinkin of the the dreams

All that ass in your jeans

The bigger the the fun

We have nothing in common

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Move like i’m walking with an open case

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag