This is a song about "Italian mafia"

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

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

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

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

I'll meet you in the sky

Riper than italian rye

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

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