This is a song about "Al qaida"

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

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

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

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

It sends her on a trip so right

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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