This is a song about "President of us"

I'm tired of people saying jesus will guide us,

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Behind in the dust, left in disgust, like the rest of us

We living good all of us, we winning, that's obvious

To rid of the population further more so they could pass us

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

As long as we breathe, i don't ever see, either of us

Most of us some holy bowlers,

Jordan 4s won't find me in no loafers

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Theres a lucid, lively, nigga jiving in all of us/

When you've made so many mistakes in life and you just want a clean slate!

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

And now it's clear as this promise

It happens to the best of us