This is a song about "Student council president"

So powerful call me the president

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Lets come together as one and stand up to the president

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

But even if it rain, we get rained on together

I'm the president writing myself a letter

Don't refute, or dilute, chemistry so trill make the president salute

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

That our over protective president

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Rising through the ranks just like the president

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Student by day, lyricist by night, have you noticed?/

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

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

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