This is a song about "Al bundee"

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

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

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

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

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

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,