This is a song about "The italian renaissance"

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

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

When that thing gon fly

Riper than italian rye

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

We original officially the most original

Hearing this rapper kendrick whirling the words like the movement of worms is what i've learned,

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

No matter if you black, once you go italian you won't back,

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track