This is a song about "Mitt romney"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

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

Look it something they can't ever see

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Ima beat you obama did mitt romney

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

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

Stimulated, better than mitt romney

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

I need my hand to be in that big league mitt