This is a song about "Robert gill ii"

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

For the first time with robert and ani - yah

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

It's the part ii repetition, murder with guided precision

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

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