This is a song about "Al qaeada"

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

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

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Parallel on the other side

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

We bundys you al but i'm teddy