This is a song about "Gay italian"

Riper than italian rye

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

How i think about you every day

Who will make a gay pay.

If you didn't know i feel this way

Riper than italian rye

Three j's took me this high

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

Little gay-lookin boy

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Faggot talk shit you'll get whacked call me italian.

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

We've gon so far astray