This is a song about "Italians mafia mamma mia"

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Now mamma i wish you could see how much i love you through my eyes

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

But unfortunately she was taken away from michael.... mamma..

And beside any implied pride applied, we'll always confide, in you mamma

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Fucked your mamma, covered my dick with a sock

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

And your mamma got her bubs out (no),

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

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

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