This is a song about "Al queda"

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

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

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

And all women who had light features, see

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

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

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

Make them more insecure when they caught one

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

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

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

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will