This is a song about "Class president"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Rising through the ranks just like the president

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

The white working class is the majority, the upper class,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I am president carter

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

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

Thick lips and a sick class

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Im my own president while a home resident

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Waiting on the change promised by the president

Half your body laying on my chest

Movin like the president,