Mr. President

Dust in the wind ash burning my lungs Asking step-mommy where babies come from Stupid dumb slut imma fill your eardrum Pyroclastic orgasm my cum My manifesto this is Blatant innuendo, I like I like sex I like drugs Grab you by the asshole I like guns Rape a fucking village cuz they not like us Got three eyes but they got no nuts Fuck a stupid city cuz the job ain't done We ain't pulling out cuz that ain't no fun We some villains take you to my island Think you doing shit cuz you're flying private Hard to tell we sleeping baby, we ain't got no eyelids Never knew that you was sitting pretty next to clients I might say I love you but I'm lying (I'm lying) Ask me what I'm doing, bitch I'm minding my business Never was the brightest so you asking what is this Fuck your existence lick this limp biscuit Saying you moving weight but you couldn't lift a Triscuit Slicking back my hair doing hoes like Scott Disick Imma tell you bitches what it is when it isn't Then empty out your pockets 'fore I take you all to prison Bitch I got the world in my hand you didn't notice Thought your ass was cute but you really didn't know shit On the internet telling people that you voted But you been up to hoe shit, the world is still hopeless Tryna eat right but your belly still bloated Hard to raise a baby riding on this locomotive Can't walk straight when your rails all broken Can't quit now cuz the pipe is still smoking You can pray to God if you want to Believe what you hear cuz I'm not finna argue If you want a book and a blanket, then I got you See you all in hell or where the fuck they flew Pac to I'm just burning my lungs Finna drill a hole in your fucking eardrums Let 'em die slow mean we never fear none Cut it with the ether only time I tear up You'd be hard-pressed to find a spirit near us Lighting up a wood only time I cheer up Hollow and empty just like my beer cup This is what I get for tryna go clear, fuck