This is a song about "Conservative"

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

We don't trust no one american, conservative or libertarian,

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Conservative shit but the losers is striking we stay where the kites retaliate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make