POTUS 45

**[Intro]**  
*Gunshots* [SOUND: gunshot] *fart sounds* [SOUND: fart] *and screams echo* [SOUND: scream]  
Yeah, let’s dive into the chaos!* [SOUND: scream]

**[Verse 1]**  
I may be sick, but I’m evil, yes (no, no, no)  
Not just a demon, did I mention? (no, yeah)  
Came from another dimension, wormhole—  
Filled to the brim with dementia *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart] oh yeah!  
So don’t salute me with a fist, open your hand like this,  
If you didn’t notice, I’m POTUS 45,  
Brain dead but still alive, give me a 45-degree air high five!  
Fifty thousand for a hundred and eighty-eight times,  
I’m so goddamn good, it’s evil, now get down!  
Like a dung beetle, do the bow weevil,  
Like a rabbit raping a wild weasel,  
Do the bow weevil, no twist or twerk,  
Just a two-handed jerk, *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart] high on adrenaline like me!  
I’m H to the I to the V, *moan* [SOUND: moan]  
Positively post-pubescent, pre-death—  
Brain dead but in great shape *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart] ready to get head of state, *moan*  
I belong behind a lectern, like the late great Hannibal Lector,  
Wanna have you for dinner, but wait, two hundred thousand a plate!

**[Chorus]**  
People might wanna schoot me, but open your hand when u salute me,  
Do it 45 degrees on your knees, salute me with...  
Open fingers, don’t give me a fist,  
When I dance, I do the double jerk, not the twist or twirl.  
No Jerry curl here, I’m a beetle,  
Talk to my people, do the bow weevil!

*Gunshots and screams* [SOUND: gunshot] [SOUND: scream]

**[Verse 2]**  
I’m running down a rabbit hole like a slinky with legs,  
Head and soul, a tale never told, like shit on a shingle,  
I’m just on a roll, like a dung beetle, *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart]  
Speaking the evil like a cotton-picking bow weevil,  
On the run from the enslave and the daddy long legs!  
Get down, my people, do the wild weaving weasel,  
Don’t shake, twist, or twirl; better not have a Jerry curl.  
You don’t belong in my world ‘cause I’m evil,  
So let’s do the bow weevil!  
I’m the master, there’s no debate,  
But phuck, (tug tug tug) *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* I must state...  
When you call my name, *moan* [SOUND: moan]  
I come and it feels great,  
Phuck in a grate *moan* [SOUND: moan] (yay yay) pendulum hanging from my prostate (it’s g-ay)  
Candy Cane, and disabled, I am unstable,  
Like too many cattle in a cage, I feel like I’m on stage  
When I’m in a stable with my steed , the buck stops hear donkey kicking in  my rear UH*moan* [SOUND: moan]    to
 recked-come smear *moan*

So when I shake my hips, it swings around, feels great,  
I must state 4 heaven’s sake, they say I’m Jack and I’m late,  
Like Jack in the box, I’m a kock in the crate,  
It’s Jack I emulate, I’ll leave u in the wake,  I’ll be-eat u in my dreams ur a joke. I’m a so woke. I’ll 
Phuck u in ur sleep 24 7 days a week   squirt my worm in 2 a creek

[verse ]
I hard as  the fairies tale that I have to tell 
Just like the Fable Of the Kane and Abel, I’m just a Candy Cane, and disabled, I am unstable, and I’m far from straight. I’m meant to animals. I think they’re great. I’m going the wrong way on the right path as I heard cattle down the road until I find a cattle-guard  Like too many cattle in a cage, I feel like I’m on stage When I’m in a stable, the buck stops here moan Donkey Kong dong schlong to rectum smear moan  
So when I shake my hips, it swings around, feels great, I must state for heaven’s sake, they say I’m Jack and I’m late, Like Jack in the box, I’m a coke head co-ed with stiff socks I got a present for your box my fox my kock in the crate, fertilize your eggs It’s Jack I emulate, I’ll leave you in the wake, With my white snake when I whip it out behind the boat— Using my head for bait, bass to mouth, I don’t hesitate! The teeth hurt, but the suction's great, I got a black snake crush in my prostate, moan It hurts so bad, but it makes me feel great, When it crushes my waist, I shamed my fate. Slapping my face to the beat as I turn my cheek, I feel like an altar boy and he’s my priest, Tie me to the cross, I’m a Jesus freak, My heart to die now, stuff it in me where the sun don’t shine, His fantastic phallus is my shrine, needs a shine from the hole on my behind!  Like Adam and Eve under the tree, the snake named Jake bobbin' for my Adam’s apple moan  Just like stepping on a rake, getting it hard from a snake,  Feels like rapping with one pee out of place *moan *
Bang my buttonholes till I go blind, Tip of his prick

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**[Intro]** *Gunshots* [SOUND: gunshot] *fart sounds* [SOUND: fart] *and screams echo* [SOUND: scream] Yeah, let’s dive into the chaos!* [SOUND: scream] **[Verse 1]** I may be sick, but I’m evil, yes (no, no, no) Not just a demon, did I mention? (no, yeah) Came from another dimension, wormhole— Filled to the brim with dementia *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart] oh yeah! So don’t salute me with a fist, open your hand like this, If you didn’t notice, I’m POTUS 45, Brain dead but still alive, give me a 45-degree air high five! Fifty thousand for a hundred and eighty-eight times, I’m so goddamn good, it’s evil, now get down! Like a dung beetle, do the bow weevil, Like a rabbit raping a wild weasel, Do the bow weevil, no twist or twerk, Just a two-handed jerk, *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart] high on adrenaline like me! I’m H to the I to the V, *moan* [SOUND: moan] Positively post-pubescent, pre-death— Brain dead but in great shape *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart] ready to get head of state, *moan* I belong behind a lectern, like the late great Hannibal Lector, Wanna have you for dinner, but wait, two hundred thousand a plate! **[Chorus]** People might wanna schoot me, but open your hand when u salute me, Do it 45 degrees on your knees, salute me with... Open fingers, don’t give me a fist, When I dance, I do the double jerk, not the twist or twirl. No Jerry curl here, I’m a beetle, Talk to my people, do the bow weevil! *Gunshots and screams* [SOUND: gunshot] [SOUND: scream] **[Verse 2]** I’m running down a rabbit hole like a slinky with legs, Head and soul, a tale never told, like shit on a shingle, I’m just on a roll, like a dung beetle, *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* [SOUND: fart] Speaking the evil like a cotton-picking bow weevil, On the run from the enslave and the daddy long legs! Get down, my people, do the wild weaving weasel, Don’t shake, twist, or twirl; better not have a Jerry curl. You don’t belong in my world ‘cause I’m evil, So let’s do the bow weevil! I’m the master, there’s no debate, But phuck, (tug tug tug) *moan* [SOUND: moan] *fart sound* I must state... When you call my name, *moan* [SOUND: moan] I come and it feels great, Phuck in a grate *moan* [SOUND: moan] (yay yay) pendulum hanging from my prostate (it’s g-ay) Candy Cane, and disabled, I am unstable, Like too many cattle in a cage, I feel like I’m on stage When I’m in a stable with my steed , the buck stops hear donkey kicking in my rear UH*moan* [SOUND: moan] to recked-come smear *moan* So when I shake my hips, it swings around, feels great, I must state 4 heaven’s sake, they say I’m Jack and I’m late, Like Jack in the box, I’m a kock in the crate, It’s Jack I emulate, I’ll leave u in the wake, I’ll be-eat u in my dreams ur a joke. I’m a so woke. I’ll Phuck u in ur sleep 24 7 days a week squirt my worm in 2 a creek [verse ] I hard as the fairies tale that I have to tell Just like the Fable Of the Kane and Abel, I’m just a Candy Cane, and disabled, I am unstable, and I’m far from straight. I’m meant to animals. I think they’re great. I’m going the wrong way on the right path as I heard cattle down the road until I find a cattle-guard  Like too many cattle in a cage, I feel like I’m on stage When I’m in a stable, the buck stops here moan Donkey Kong dong schlong to rectum smear moan So when I shake my hips, it swings around, feels great, I must state for heaven’s sake, they say I’m Jack and I’m late, Like Jack in the box, I’m a coke head co-ed with stiff socks I got a present for your box my fox my kock in the crate, fertilize your eggs It’s Jack I emulate, I’ll leave you in the wake, With my white snake when I whip it out behind the boat— Using my head for bait, bass to mouth, I don’t hesitate! The teeth hurt, but the suction's great, I got a black snake crush in my prostate, moan It hurts so bad, but it makes me feel great, When it crushes my waist, I shamed my fate. Slapping my face to the beat as I turn my cheek, I feel like an altar boy and he’s my priest, Tie me to the cross, I’m a Jesus freak, My heart to die now, stuff it in me where the sun don’t shine, His fantastic phallus is my shrine, needs a shine from the hole on my behind!  Like Adam and Eve under the tree, the snake named Jake bobbin' for my Adam’s apple moan  Just like stepping on a rake, getting it hard from a snake,  Feels like rapping with one pee out of place *moan * Bang my buttonholes till I go blind, Tip of his prick

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