Analysis of Scillianos - The Scillianos Sessions

She tells me I have nice eyebrows as I browse at the menu,
I'm ready to hit the hay, sharp like a needle in this venue,
They were 2 drunken chicks trying their luck with Mohammed,
I ordered chips, cheese and chilli don't give me no mo salad,
Like an unhealthy salad dodger, don't shut the shutters lettuce out,
Hurry up with this food! My stomach sickeningly shouts.

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee,
I'll be buzzing shortly if you guys hurry up for me,
They tried saying I was a foreigner, I said I'm no Romanian pickpocket,
They must have been drunk on 8 ball, pick a pocket and don't knock it,
I don't speak no Italiano despite the fact that I'm in Scillianos.

The drunktards wondered if the women was Mo's wife or just his sis,
'I'm not telling you,' he hissed, keeping them in suspense because they're pissed,
I'm a slick storyteller, ridiculously rhythmic like Rick,
But now times getting on and it's making me tick,
'Here's your order sir' 'cheers Momo' I say,
'See you guys later, good night and a blessed day.'