This is a song about "Barack hussein obama"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

Obama osama no difference, both a phone tapper

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch

Nawh bitch obama can suck a dick my views on life will never get me rich

But yet bankrupt like barrack obama

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Like obama cept what i say is all real

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear