This is a song about "Fuck the president"

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

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

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

That our over protective president

I'm the president writing myself a letter

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Oh, it's probably the president, who doesn't act for residents,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

President says it was imminent, i don't believe in the syndicate of the eye

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

So powerful call me the president

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend