This is a song about "Obama sucks"

But yet bankrupt like barrack obama

Lucky seven probably poppa

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Lucky, that obama got relected so people could stop being hun-gry.

Gave very less number of fucks and she said drugs really sucks.

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

You, you, you have to pay for that

That's why it sucks so bad

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

I can say the day obama got elected

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit