This is a song about "Victory against the infidels"

A bargain against the arsonist's sicko brain

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

God mc oh my god you gotta see

I'm taking this for the victory

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Wave farewell to the infidels, excel out of his shell then yell citadel

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

As i seenobody cares about my history

Reliving the perpetual victory

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Can you taste the sweet smell of victory?

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Assassin gassed with the passin' of adversaries she's matched against