This is a song about "High school president election"

Presidential spizikes, im sweepin the election

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

President president sounds so irrelevant

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/

I told myself that i would play it cool

Are you surprised? they belong in high school,

Then came high school where everything's different see

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The thugs say i'm cool

But now i'm in high school

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

And high school bullies pick up on you, make you slash it gone,

Presidential election

It ain't where i been