This is a song about "Robert boyle"

My balls get lubed in oil

I'm after lady boyle

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

To liberate yourselves, africa

For the first time with robert and ani - yah

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Your balls get susan boyle

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

I'm in love with a lady who crazy