This is a song about "Becoming president"

Womanizing to say the least

As minds are becoming complete,

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

That id image becoming richer than bill gates

Carol city or was it the west

Movin like the president,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Got it so wet, it's becoming so soggy

I'm the president writing myself a letter

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

How about our president killing innocent kids?

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

My whole family's hating what i'm becoming

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Im my own president while a home resident

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk