This is a song about "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

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon

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

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Riper than italian rye

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

Cause i change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

Why you call me back? don't lie

Riper than italian rye