This is a song about "Al qaida"

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

It sends her on a trip so right

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

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Everybody watching while you touching real money

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

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter

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

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks