This is a song about "Weird al"

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

You know we all smoke crack, weird

You know i stick to the script

It would be weird if we dressed the same

Trying to renovate the game

While i'm still chief of these weird emotions

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And my nintendo, damn, that shit is actually hella weird

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist