This is a song about "Wierd al yankovic"

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

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

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

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

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

Kids ain't like reggie jackson, nicki barnes their hero

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,