This is a song about "President"

My president is black

Can't win with a passive attack

Why the fuck you think every president is walking around

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Article 2 gave the president all his powers, to defend the constitution.

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

I'm the president writing myself a letter

In fact, my hat is in tact with the fubu pull over

Go from wanting to be the president, to being a voter

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Gettin higher den da president, you sweeta den doze.

I bet homies went on google to search the reference i previously made/

Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state