This is a song about "President andrew jackson"

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Waiting on the change promised by the president

Back the fuck up, i'm on a rampage like jackson

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

"billie" in my "jeans", rest in peace mike jackson!

Carol city or was it the west

Movin like the president,

Investing, infesting, digesting your residents, including the bent, president.

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

I kill the beat like andrew jackson did the red men

And it rules everything around them

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad