This is a song about "President trump"

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Im my own president while a home resident

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Last time i checked the president was black

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

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

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

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Actually disregard that, here let me trump card

You didn't demolish shit i'm the president with the sentence

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks