This is a song about "Class president"

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Rising through the ranks just like the president

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I am president carter

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Instead of being in class

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Im my own president while a home resident

Waiting on the change promised by the president

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Thick lips and a sick class

Baby, you got that super bass

First out the gate last back to class,

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed