This is a song about "Time to face facts mr president"

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Mr. this is urgent needing u to explain it perfect

Shouts to mr rizzo

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

We don't waste time with dreamers i know facts base it on reality

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Being overshadowed by me is yo eternal fate, its something i can't relate.

Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state

Yeah they always defend you, look how they say your name

Am not ready to face the facts i've gone insane

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

To reality and to the facts

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,