This is a song about "Kanye is going to be president"

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Said "one day you're going to be a man son"

Nothing is going to be the same

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

This is the way your life is supposed to be going.

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

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

With the eaz its going to be problematic

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

So i murder it, this rap is going to be great

City national bank evolve into shape