This is a song about "My presidant"

For setting up traps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

It's a fools fatewithout your word

My shirt, purple label my shirt

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

And get on down with this thc vision

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

See my pain through my eyes,

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

My words are my rhythm

My drive is like no one