This is a song about "Al qaida"

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

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

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

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Al-right, continue to impose my might.