This is a song about "Barack obamas left testicle"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

That's why i never claimed i was the best

I'm still confused about why you left

Take away what ever's left

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Just say he's the best

With the rest who are left

Never to the left i go

Who real bitches check me out though

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

So with your mind left exploded

But i'm leaving town in a little bit