This is a song about "Killing the president"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Killing the competition, without any permission,

Now i was born by the river in a little tent

Unanimously named the game's president/

Rising through the ranks just like the president

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Starts with the killing of you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Can't agree with the president, makes too many unworthy decisions

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Don't refute, or dilute, chemistry so trill make the president salute

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Carol city or was it the west

So powerful call me the president