This is a song about "Barack obama"

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

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

Obama nation, hope all day, since there's life

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

From osama, obama and the vatican pope

Chillin with presidents name barack

I love you though i'll still fuck

I can say the day obama got elected

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

Like obama cept what i say is all real

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Spittin this gritty got you shocked like obama on the debrief/

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys