Since 2010 he's been the bu*t of my jokes
And the special guest in my darker dreams
And I guess I thought when he'd eventually choke
I'd get to go back to my little scene
Now he's risen to the top of world power
And all my friends, they say I should scrub my history
Well, they can take me down to the bowels of Trump Tower
And put me on the rack next to all of my brown and black brothers
And make me pledge allegiance to the hashtag MAGA, no other
And rip my arms and legs off while I'm crying for my mother
But I'll be hell-bent to call that motherf**er President
Mmmm
Well, you can bury me up to my ears in that quick dry cement
Mmmm
Thank God for the First Amendment, letting me vent