This is a song about "Barack obama gay"

And it begins to phase him more each day

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

That means obama aint got my d

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Lives crucified, facts i provide reagan bush obama lies

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

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

For a perfect mother’s day

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

I can say the day obama got elected

Im sayin one night my love is like that

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

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

Sick of tha sirens, body bags, and tha gun firing