This is a song about "Wierd al yankovic"

So, don't fuck with i'm like al pacino in his early twenties,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

By any means necessary get campaign right

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

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And if i want to go outside

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

Look it something they can't ever see

We bundys you al but i'm teddy