This is a song about "Al queda"

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

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

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Cause everythang gonna be alright

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

So kids say fuck school don't follow the rules they'll al be asking for your money

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

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

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

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

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

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them