This is a song about "I m the president"

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

And there's little to be glad for

I am president carter

So powerful call me the president

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Emcee m b, remember the name.

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

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

See, you're my best friend

Movin like the president,