This is a song about "President obama"

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I'm the president writing myself a letter

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Young, handsome and focused

Obama and bill clint,

Fuck that now trying get the money

That means obama aint got my d

But yet bankrupt like barrack obama

Got a killer flow from the llama

So powerful call me the president

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

President president sounds so irrelevant