This is a song about "6th president"

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

So powerful call me the president

Waiting on the change promised by the president

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Don't refute, or dilute, chemistry so trill make the president salute

I'm the president writing myself a letter

The plight of a rapper or whatever

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Unanimously named the game's president/

My president is black

Where the black girls get their weaves back