This is a song about "Weird al"

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

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

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

And its funny your were acting so weird

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Must be a lady in tha light

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

Weird taughts on my brain, some still remain,

But now invisible cells around your brain

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Everybody says i'm weird, when my face appears