This is a song about "Al lund"

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

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

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

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

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Could he be weird al, could he be jimmy fallon?