This is a song about "Al qaida"

And i like my marijuana bright

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

Out-of-place and tore-up like al-qaeda with a jewish bible,

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

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

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

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

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

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,