This is a song about "Al queda"

I'll never forget, never forget the night

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Cause everythang gonna be alright

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

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

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

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

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

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

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