This is a song about "Gay italian"

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

But this italian is too slick, guess it's my greasy skin.

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Another round what the song say

Riper than italian rye

Yeah, since i was a knee high

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Call yourself yung jay cos you're new you're gay

Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

And we'd laugh at the time id never think your gay

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay