This is a song about "Al bundee"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Mixed with diluted cider brewed with, tools from al-qaeda units

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Al give ye a tip seen as ye you canny see me visually

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

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