This is a song about "Zesty italian"

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

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

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

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

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

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

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

Faggot talk shit you'll get whacked call me italian.

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Riper than italian rye

That's the window into the sky

Dump that bitch in the sly

Riper than italian rye