This is a song about "Al pacino"

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

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

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

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

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Al-right, continue to impose my might.