This is a song about "Italian midgets"

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

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

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

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Flip the beat just like gymnasts you come up short similar to midgets

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

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

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Excuse me miss, fuck your a long coat wrapped around three midgets,

No matter if you black, once you go italian you won't back,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets