This is a song about "President poor kids"

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

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

Im my own president while a home resident

As my name get bigger this game get different

I represent the desperation of the poor

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Ya'll wife and white knight her

I am president carter

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

How about our president killing innocent kids?

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Article 2 gave the president all his powers, to defend the constitution.