This is a song about "Metro christian academy running for oasc president"

Oh, it's probably the president, who doesn't act for residents,

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Running through my mind like i was late for class

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

No need for consent, i am the president many questions went into an argument,

If we ain't fucking for the moment then we doin' nothing

While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Unanimously named the game's president/

I ain't running for nothing / quick don't look back

The jager in my cup is licorice black

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

And you running for the door. pause.. rewind.. now do it

I don’t be stressed like relaxed muscles

I’ve got christian morals,