[President Obama]
My fellow americans
The time has come to summon all warriors back
To engage in one for the ages, white and black
Calling forth the army of the apocalypse
More ready to go to war than Balake is

[Anger translator Luther]
What's up, Obama, baby? Let me translate what he said
We're gonna forehand and backhand your motherfucking head
I'm calling all my n***as, so get back on that bus
We didn't land on black ice, it landed on us

[President Obama]
This is the sound of a million voices rejoicing
In the return of the almighty noiceness
It's the time of the seasons of Liam Neesons
and guess in what mood the commander in chief is

[Anger translator Luther]
We cut loose, and get high on potenuse
Tackle and grapple, son, be back in a few
Cause tonight we're gonna party like the party don't stop
Put the pussy on the chainwax, wait for the drop

[Chorus]
K&P, where you at? where you at?
K&P, where you at?
K&P, where you at? where you at?
K&P, where you at?
[President Obama]
With the forgotten jackets of a thousand pharaohs
Let skeletons and deserts strip the marrow
And circle the bones like a hundred drones
Or Pegasus' about to drop a duke on your home

[Anger translator Luther]
I say tuck it, tuck it, (President Obama: I'm in there, dog), tuck it
Not quite sure what he's trying to say there, but fuck it
Like a plate of donkey teeth, but twice as delicious
Like I told you all before, I said "bitches"

[Chorus x 2]

[Wendel]
Sexually...