This is a song about "Cb being a great president"

In that time i'll be just great being a bastard,

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

A woman of such a great strength,

I think you and your friends

Everyone knows im great, just read a blog

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Me and you i think we should ride

Soaring at a great height

You’re on neon lights in my bank

And the future hold a great blast

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I'm the president writing myself a letter

Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter

Never hate on no one, your blessing’s getting closer

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit