[Lyric] Obama (Fred the Godson)

[Intro]
Ahh, Rain, good lookin'!
Obama, thank you for the 8 years
Now we gotta deal with Ronald McDonald Trump, right
Haha, like Pap said, let's go

[Chorus]
Proud to say my president was black
But now it's back to the packs, goodbye
I salute you for what you did in office
But now I'm takin' offers, God

[Verse 1]
They told me I can cook it here
Yeah, so I took it there
Every crook aware
I'm next to robbin', son, Tim Duncan in his rookie year (woo!)
On the corner like a Rook, and yeah
Lookey here, look in here
I bought guns, you bought Jordans with your drug money
I'll put ya rabbit ass mind on your Bugs Bunnys (haha)
Nowadays they so excessive
Zo told me it pays to go aggressive
Fat Joe said what I say be so impressive
Flow, never lettin' it go, I'm so possessive
I'm on the block and I chant with the rhymers (what else?)
Whip the pot like Aunt Jemima
Sell it to ya pops and ya mamas
Bye to Obama, now back to the Aunt Jemima, I'm God (woo!)
[Chorus]
Proud to say my president was black
But now it's back to the packs, goodbye
I salute you for what you did in office
But now I'm takin' offers, God

[Verse 2]
Farewell to Obama and Michelle
I'm headed to the crib, leather bomber and a scale
Still considered the best rhymer in the jails
Still eatin' niggas, Jeffery Dahmer, all is well
No representation when he approach
Live up to your reputation, I hope
The streets spoke, "he is dope!"
My presentation on Shark Tank, might be a ki of coke (haha)
From the era of David (?)
Chain on the Cabrera, I came from promo
Met niggas at first, phony, oh no
Had to get homie heard like Tony Romo
I'm on the block and I chant with the rhymers (what else?)
Whip the pot like Aunt Jemima
Sell it to ya pops and ya mama
Love to Obama, now back to the Aunt Jemima, I'm God (woo!)

[Chorus]
Proud to say my president was black
But now it's back to the packs, goodbye
I salute you for what you did in office
But now I'm takin' offers, God
[Outro]
Obama, thank you for the 8 years!