This is a song about "The italian renaissance"

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

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

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

Idolizing the struggle of italian guys in a scuffle

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

Just remember i said it, by the end of november

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

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

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

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga