This is a song about "Black president"

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,

Don't refute, or dilute, chemistry so trill make the president salute

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Unanimously named the game's president/

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Practices so inhumane, if i become president, vote for me,

Gettin higher den da president, you sweeta den doze.

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Sometimes my confindence feels like the president who was always might.

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Last time i checked the president was black

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president