Mr. President

Mr President, president

We’re on a collision course, why does it feel

Like you’re out to lunch, asleep at the wheel

Count your blessings, each bite you swallow

We’re living in uncertain times

Be careful of every thread you follow

You just don’t want to cross no lines

Because in the big house, there is a monster

Eating his cake and drinking his wine

Celebrating the death of freedom

How could so many people be so blind

But Hey, Mr. President, We got a message for you

From the beginning we have seen right through

Hey, Mr. President, we need you to know

You’ve had your fun and now it’s time to go

What about the mental health,

We’ll isolate you, segregate you, more time for yourself

What about the economy,

Stimulate it, and inflate it, print some more money

Wha ‘bout police brutality

Ah they’re just doing their job, protecting and serving the innocent

And what about gun control

We take theirs away, but we keep all of ours

There is nothing hypocritical about it

You send messages at midnight

Play within innocent lives

Talk about children in cryptic codes

Feed ‘em, fear and mass hysteria

Manipulate the media

Indoctrinate the sheep to do as their told

We all see right through you, so

Why do you still pretend

There will never be enough money

To feed your insatiable greed

You’ll choke on your own tail, in the end

Mr. President, President

You’re a relic of a system gone wrong

It’s time to pack up your bags and move on

Be careful of every word you’re saying

They’ll cancel you in an instant

Cause in the court of, social media

You’re guilty until proven innocent

So many lines they, are being drawn now

I thought leaders were supposed to unify

I’ve seen some bad shit, but in my lifetime

I’ve never seen such a massive divide

Hey, Mr. President, we got a message for you

From the beginning we have seen right through you

Hey mr President, we need you to know

You’ve had your fun and now it’s time to go

What about freedom of speech

Little by little, we take back a little

Keep it just out of reach

What up the regime change wars

Fake news, fairy tale, conspiracy theories

What about the Amazon

Burn it up, chop it down, nobody lives there as far as I can tell

What about the oil pipelines

A spill here, a spill there, it’s all in the name of progress

You might fool the masses but you can’t fool everyone

You might pull the trigger, but you ain’t the smoking gun

One half of the people yeah, they need someone to blame

You are just another puppet, in their twisted game

Ah Mr. President

You’re a corporate, lobbyist’s pawn