This is a song about "Powers of the president"

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

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

How we're out of your reach, you soured this sweet, you're the powers that be

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

So powerful call me the president

Waiting on the change promised by the president

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Last time i checked the president was black

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

I, summon unholy powers in the darkest of hours

Sometimes my confindence feels like the president who was always might.

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Rising through the ranks just like the president

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent