“Saluti” drops listeners straight onto the tough streets of Milan, where the rappers send a heartfelt shout-out to a locked-up brother in the infamous San Vittore prison. From the Easter Sunday sidewalks of Viale Papiniano they paint a striking contrast: in this neighborhood kites never catch the wind, no new Einsteins are born, yet bodyguards crowd every corner. The scene is raw, vivid and cinematic, setting up a gritty backdrop that feels more like a crime film than a holiday postcard.
Over that backdrop each artist unpacks his own life story, blending swagger with street philosophy. Gucci ghosts, PSG jerseys and turbo-charged cars flash past while movie references, 90s nostalgia and weed-clouded memories reveal the cost beneath the shine. Loyalty to friends, distrust of traitors, the hunger for money and the dream of breaking free all collide in a rapid-fire collage of Italian slang and pop-culture shout-outs. In the end “Saluti” is both a salute and a warning: a celebration of resilience in the face of hardship and a reminder that glory on these streets always comes with a price.