This is a song about "The italian renaissance"

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

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

I'm a bad motherfucker

In the heat of the summer,

They all see my life from a childish position

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

Riper than italian rye

That's the window into the sky

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

I'll kiss you just a little, i promise it's forever

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

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

The bigger the the fun

Yeah i ain't done