Warden threw a party and he spent some bucks,
didn’t invite Sysele cause he totally sucks,
Sysele started rapping and it all went south,
Know your role, jabroni, and shut your mouth.”
“Little fruity pebble from Newbury, Mass.,
Cirus will take his boot and stick it up his ass,
Bet your all happy you’re listening to me,
And not some goofy Eminem wannabe.”
“Ain’t no balls in Sysele’s jock,
But we’re dancing cause Ds rocks.”
Cirus is owning the crowd, for sure.
“Little Sysele went to the doc,
Cirus punched his jaw and the pain wouldn’t stop,
Doc said Sysele, you know I’m a fan,
But please stop begging for that rectal exam.”
“Cirus saw Sysele making out with Enoki,
Grabbing on her thigh, tugging on her weave,
Sysele was having the time of his life,
I guess he didn’t tell her that he’s got a wife.”
The doctor shouted send that baby back to Heaven,
Sorry Mama Sysele but check these charts,
Little baby Sysele’s got lady parts.”
I admit, I’m laughing my ass off here.
Cirus asks if there are any grown men here. Any who are Sysele fans. All the grown men boo. Oh, wait, they show a few and Cirus points them out. He says he won’t mess with them cause it’s hard enough just being themselves. He’s going to mess with them anyway.
“Doesn’t really matter how hard you try,
Never in your life will you ever taste pie,
Know you love Chewbacca and Frodo, too,
But you’re a walking virgin and you’re 42.”
Ha. They show a guy in the crowd with a rise above hate shirt on and he holds up a sign to cover his face. Too good.
Cirus calls out the ladies now. Time to sing a special song to a special lady.
Cirus’s getting some wine and a dozen roses,
She’s going to meet my holy moses,
Getting with Cirus is the bomb,
You don’t believe me ask Sysele’s mom.