This is a song about "Lord obama"

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Obama nation, hope all day, since there's life

You say prasie the lord

Fresh out the airport

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Im higher than obama flyin air force one

Cause we done did that

Lord just look up lucid

Obama osama no difference, both a phone tapper

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Im hitting this white community harder than obama did

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Creates this so called obama-care, takin' all the tax payer's money

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree