This is a song about "Barack obama jerking off while eating a bowl of fried chicken"

While im eating an ear of corn

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Frickin fried tie-dyed chicken just listen, you mother fucker cock sucker slurp burp into submission

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

You're rhymes are as straight as a bowl fill of skittles

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

A black guy in a suit, i could tell he was obama

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Jerking so hard, i'm gonna get a strain

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

This guy swallowed a bowl of insects