This is a song about "Weird al yankovic"

They thought i was happy, bubbly and weird

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

And its funny your were acting so weird

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Grow your beard out, just weird out

Baby heading down a cloud

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

My lyrics are weird not to everyone's liking,

By any means necessary get campaign right

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Got me goin hella weird

And i'm just being honest