This is a song about "Al qaida"

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

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

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

And i got a little big, keep it low key

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

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

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right