This is a song about "Henry alexander carter"

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

And weezy's gonna drop tha carter 5, we alright, thug cry,

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

One is mr carter and another is rap god...

Just got another henry the 8th while it's weighing great,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Jesus christ and shawn carter are my only idols

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I go harder than a carter

And i ain't frontin for her

I am president carter

I think it excited her

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Im in my fort house stuntin like henry the five/