This is a song about "Al capone"

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

I've been walkin' streets of chicago, yeah this shit is so capone,

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

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

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree