This is a song about "Running for vice president"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Oh, it's probably the president, who doesn't act for residents,

And then it get boring till you add vice

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Rising through the ranks just like the president

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Im your every single sin in life, and every single little vice

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

So powerful call me the president

That's another topic, we should start a project