This is a song about "The italian renaissance"

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

But its time to let the renaissance go,

For those whey no fit dey fix son

The bigger the the fun

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

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

The water from the past is the same water in the present

The truth but thats the way

We've gon so far astray