This is a song about "Al lugha"

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

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