This is a song about "Italy mafia"

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

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

Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Yo i got, guns from italy, smoke trees, considerably

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Motherfucker this is forever dope

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote