This is a song about "Robert boyle"

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

My balls get lubed in oil

I'm after lady boyle

They infiltrate our homes, africa

For the first time with robert and ani - yah

Your balls get susan boyle

You have laid your footprint in the soil

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost