This is a song about "Trey woods looks like obama"

Looks like he wasn't in a good mood

I must go like fly route

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

It looks like winters on its way but cant really tell,

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

But yet bankrupt like barrack obama

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Your swag sweater looks like swiss cheese when i get done

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Cut skin when it's soft, she looks like cabbage patch kids,

Like obama cept what i say is all real

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

Shes twitching it looks like she has a case of the fleas

He looks like the traditional white man's fool

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school