This is a song about "Presidents shit"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

But ima just a kid thats tryna fuck the presidents daughter

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

I'm on my figure 8 shit

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

I know what you do with that

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

The presidents is getting honours, for unreasoned wars

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Shit, c'mon man, shit ain't addin' up right

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

South side we on this shit

Razor grips, laser spit

Presidents claiming they heaven sent there scent is stench you gotta stay away

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way