This is a song about "Weird al"

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Just for me being weird in the past/

We bundys you al but i'm teddy

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Weird taughts on my brain, some still remain,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

You know we all smoke crack, weird

And i'm just being honest

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Grow your beard out, just weird out

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

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

And you could find interest

Its not me who go crazy and weird