This is a song about "Dear mr president"

I am president carter

Of impactful things one can ask for

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Dear me, in about ten years

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

President president sounds so irrelevant

Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck

I thought it'd get better but

I can't turn back

My president is black

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see