Beyond Your Wildest Dreams , Say Goodbye obamacare
Make America Great Again, come with me if you dare
Sold us things, a charmer you were
smooth talking salesman, promises by the word
We were waiting on ya, that insurance bluff
I guess when Obama worked it, it wasn’t that rough
That ole big wall, you jeered crowds with
knowing that would never happen, not under a decent society’s shift
Just words i guess, I mean, what the hell?
“Grab em by the pussy” is all I remember well ...
Been knowing you was seedy tho, when apprentice got a rush
All those black people for ratings and none of them based on enough
But never fear and don’t be sparkled .. us people done found the altar
I mean the only fools involved really was Kaitlyn and Arnold
Those people you had to knock, just to get to the top
Oh poor Billy Bush.. but he deserved what he got
The end of that stick, all that sucking up for nothing
He shoulda just sucked yo dick, got paid and been done with it
You got Rudy, Chris and Mr McCain
all the people you claimed would help save the day
Now they angry, unsure or out of a job
They used to be ya homies, now they talking shit for blogs
President oh President, don’t you hear what the people say
not the small crowd gathered to cheer you some days
Its not about trans, insurance or Ms 13..
they was here way before.. we been working on them thangs
Its the way you hold meetings, in your exclusive clubs
you tryna play the Mob, like being POTUS aint enough
Its the way you hold your nose up, when you talking to the press
lets us normal people know you don’t connect with us yet
People’s only connection, to hearing what’s been said
the little t.v, on the side of our bed
Eager reports, of how the world turns
they not coming for you Mr. President, just making sure they confirmed
What more can we say, to show you WE ARE HERE
We gon keep speaking, till you far outta care
We not at your table with your cabinet of lies
that circle of praise from inauguration night
We just want a chance, for new things to explore
Women and Black Presidents, being just the crack in the door
It’s hard sometimes to move with the times
I mean not so long ago being black was a crime
But things change, and we wait for things to align
you’ll be gone, back to reality TV
and someone else can get in that line