This is a song about "President garfield"

Practices so inhumane, if i become president, vote for me,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I am president carter

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

President president sounds so irrelevant

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

So powerful call me the president

Now i was born by the river in a little tent

Waiting on the change promised by the president

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I'm the president writing myself a letter