This is a song about "Mitt"

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

But they know the hype when i make a mitt-sake, shit, typo/

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Mitt romney walkin' inside target, buyin' all the pickets

Ima beat you obama did mitt romney

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

I rap hip hop so what i am to it, is what mitt romney is to politics

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Stimulated, better than mitt romney

I need my hand to be in that big league mitt

And tired of his shit and tries to just split