To the tune of "Bel Air" by the Fresh Prince: Yo, this is a story all about how, Borf’s life got flipped, turned upside down And he’d like to take a minute, just sit right there, & tell you how he became the sex pest of Aberdare, In west glamorgan born & raised, making toasties is where he spent most of his days, Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, Whilst bumming some sheep right after school, Then a couple of taffs, they were upto no good, Sexually harassing sheep in his neighbourhood, got in one beastiality trial and Kyle’s mum got scared, She said “You’re moving with your pedo uncle in Aberdare” He whistled for a horse and when it came near, Kyle airpunched the sky, And stuck his dick in it’s rear, If anything you could say this shit was rare, But it’s Kyle, so forget it – “Yo, home to Aberdare!' He pulled up to his uncles at bout seven or eight, & yelled to his stallion 'Yo horse, rape ya later!' He looked at the hovel, He was finally there! To touch some more sheep, as the prince of Aberdare! Props to Crook & Moskit for some of the bars.