This is a song about "Al capone"

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

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

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

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

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

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

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

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

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

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