This is a song about "Al queda"

God mc oh my god you gotta see

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

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

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

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

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

Me and you i think we should ride

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,