This is a song about "Italian mafia"

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

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

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

I'm the other guy

Riper than italian rye

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

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

Riper than italian rye

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie