This is a song about "Susan boyle stinks"

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Yo, my name is susan

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Telling me that life stinks, he craves a gun;

So pass the baby oil

I'm after lady boyle

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Your balls get susan boyle

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

How could i drink with ya if you brought a couple stinks with ya