This is a song about "Al queda"

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

??? ??? ?? with the feeling right

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

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

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

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

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

I know your man ain't lovin you right

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

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