This is a song about "President obama"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I'm the president writing myself a letter

And that i spent the night with her

I am president carter

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

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

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Ima beat you obama did mitt romney

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Obama clearing smoke from blowing hydro

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling