This is a song about "Italian girl"

Fuck up your shit and bang your girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)

Pages.so.fast it's taking.my.mind for a whirl.

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

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

Riper than italian rye

Hear the rambling in the sky