This is a song about "Al pacino"

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

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

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

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

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

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

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

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

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

My talent should take me places i've never been

I just want somebody i can see

We bundys you al but i'm teddy