This is a song about "Al capon"

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

So, don't fuck with i'm like al pacino in his early twenties,

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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

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

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

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

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

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Kids ain't like reggie jackson, nicki barnes their hero

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

Out-of-place and tore-up like al-qaeda with a jewish bible,