This is a song about "Italy the birthplace of the rena"

Thinkin of the the dreams

Gotta go, let her leave

Of the book of your life

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

For the man of the hour

Something worth dying for

So i guess that's where i hide my things

This the clash of the titans

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

And girl you damn right

In the face of the outside.

Across the face of the earth

You little young-ass motherfuckers

The king of the jungle

I'm modest, and humble