[Chorus]
Presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me

[Verse]
Headed to makin' in Chicago till I'm ballin' like a bowl
Y'all can keep your shit, I flip scripts like bricks with my audible
Whips crack on wack MCs that lack passion
Talk about some shit they never had, it's purely a distraction
How I'm reactin', probably laughin'
At the fact that what I'm mappin'
A test, where few in the end will actually grasp what I mean
That winning [Sheen from shining dreams?] ain't everything it seems
This slave will lock you out your mind and try to toss the keys
Leave you in the cold, demand a hand to have you fold
What goes on inside the mind you find is often tried but never told
They often grind but never mold
Find that power that we hold
Tryna shine a piece of nothin' till you turn that shit to gold
And that's the meanin' of our lives
That bird be worth the dirt that got plants reachin' for the skies
And on our way up, these weeds will try to criticize
Try to feed off of our struggle without makin' sacrifice
So you gotta learn to hold your own
Remember who you are when that your roots is always home
Let it be known that if that place is one day gone
Stay strong, move ahead, use that pain to conquer like you still on
'Cause we say that road they lay is rocky
Yes, we born original, but some gon' die a copy
I ain't with it, I'll be different; so, see, that statistic's not me
In it till the finish, who the hell think that they gon' stop me?
[Chorus]
Presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to represent me