This is a song about "The irish"

Like being garbage some type of disease

As the tao converted the thief

Where the fuck the chorus

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

I'm like irish weather - fuckin' lashing out

An irish nerd twisting like a fuckin' tornado

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Its cold as shit in this booth

Saw the bombs on the news