This is a song about "Al capon"

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

God mc oh my god you gotta see

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

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

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