This is a song about "Class president"

Article 2 gave the president all his powers, to defend the constitution.

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Movin like the president,

Carol city or was it the west

I'm the president writing myself a letter

Get high together, left ny together

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Your beautiful during class

So much class, double d’s and ass

Why did i take this class/

Investing, infesting, digesting your residents, including the bent, president.

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Last time i checked the president was black

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

I'm just fucking round in class

Little light in the ass