This is a song about "Al bundee"

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

And if i want to go outside

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

I'm al capone in a fedora, execution on the church altar

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Cause another innocent died

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Been up and down like a criminal record, guess that's why there's al capone,

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe