LEVANTE feels like speeding down a highway with the windows open, lavender smoke swirling in the air and a Maserati purring under you. Simba La Rue, joined by Paky, fires off a rapid-fire mix of French and Italian street slang, bragging about luxury cars, designer jackets and a curriculum vitae stacked with crimes. Each punchline is a snapshot of the fast life: armed robberies, narrow escapes through underground tunnels and a playlist of sirens in the background.
Beneath the flashy boasts sits a current of restless anxiety. The chorus repeats an image of the artist constantly on edge, knowing that every wild move leaves new “danni” to worry about. Between threats and swagger he slips in a personal vow to buy his hard-working mother a penthouse, hinting at the hunger that fuels the chaos. In short, the song is a gritty postcard from Italy’s underbelly where ambition and danger race side by side, and the only rule is faccio il cazzo che voglio—I do whatever I want.