[Narration 1]
Meet Sam Thompson, a caucasian 21 year old revolutionary who wants people to come together to fight for equal rights, but understands he may have to be the change himself
One day, by luck, he wins a free ticket to the White House to meet the president. He makes it through security without them finding his weapons. The president approaches him with a welcoming smile

[Verse 1: Samad, Savage,, Sam Thompson]
Okay, stop now, before you use a sword to leave him sore
From swiping forward and aiming towards
You better think of the consequence
(Who are you?) Yeah, I’m your motherfucking conscience
Now watch this- the whole world is watching him constantly blu'ret nonsense
About his daughter, as if he wanna record her topless
And plus, they didn't detect your K
I guess it’s safe to say, security wanted it to go this way
Go ahead and make their day
Yeah but if all goes through, then what you gon' do?
You never killed a man before, you know it’s gonna haunt you
Think about it, before you let the whole clip burst
Remember that one verse from church, while you on earth
Na fuck that, dump that clip, shoot that bitch
Immediately tote that stick, don’t regret it
And shove that gun in his mouth 'til he cries, he deserves this
And do it for innocent black lives, including kids
Man, don’t do it- he racist, but he don’t know it (So?!)
Yeah he’s bogus (I know!), but he’s hopeless (For sure!)
Don’t even listen to Savage, dawg, he’s bad for you
You know what, Samad? He gon' do what he has to do

[Narration 2]
Sam Thompson greets the president with a smile back. As they sit, a maid walks in and puts tea on the table; but before she leaves, the president tips her $100, then slaps her ass. She doesn’t react, but has a face full of shame. He looks back at Sam and says, “See? I didn’t grab her by the pussy.” and laughs as the vice president walks in to greet him

[Verse 2: Samad, Savage]
Now listen to me, I am sure you agree
That this little dipshit deserves bullets through teeth
Now all you gotta do is just pull that trigger and be a Hero
Come on bro you're only 21 years old
You shouldn’t leave your mom and dad bro, that’s not fair
But hey, look at his head, is that his real hair?
Kill him and the vice prez', so it’s all clear
And if the speaker of house gets near, then shoot his left ear
Man, you ain't see that one movie, "Line Of Fire"?
No, but I’ve seen that magazine with his wife’s vagina
Shit, do you wanna die or go to jail?
Man, fuck it, kill him and just hope it goes well

[Narration 3]
Sam Thompson pulls out a gun, and all the security in the room panic; but he hesitates, and the president says, “Everyone, please hold on, let's just talk. Now I’m a reasonable man, you tell me what you want, and what’s the problem, and we will let you go.” But Sam Thompson won't lower his gun. This is a life defining moment. Stuck in a continuous loop of contemplation, his conscience comes into play

[Verse 3: Samad, Savage]
Alright, relax now- breath out, and then breath in
Fuck that, you should leave this orange bitch bleeding
While America works hard, this fucker is tryna play golf
Fuck shooting his body, Shoot his fucking head off
Wait what if there’s explanation for this shit?
What, family vacation without his wife and kids?
Shit, Alright Sam, but look at this nice man
You have a gun pointed at him, while he’s tryna understand
Okay, thought about it? Still wanna shoot him?
Make like his paid prostitutes, and then shamelessly do him
Hurry, do it- don’t be stupid, and don't act clueless
Don’t be a pussy like Samad, and fucking shoot it
What'd you say? What’s wrong? All you would do is whimper
No, I’d kill that motherfucker- Uh, uh, temper temper
Mr. Dancer, Mr. "Ooo, I’m a black panther"
Mr. "Love’s the answer"
Mr. "Spread love and show peace, I love my mom and nana"
How the fuck you gon' tell this man how to be a man?
You don’t like conflict, and hang with fairies like Peter Pan
Well that’s because love is- ah, fuck it, the world would love if you waterballoon head and bust it

[Interlude]
(*Gunshots fire*)
(*Screaming and pandemonium*)
(*Tape rewind SFX*)

[Verse 4: Sam Thompson, Samad]
Aight, stop now, before you- hold up, I got this
You don’t need a half a conscious to know that killing a man is not it
But Sam Thompson- now, watch this
Mr. President, I got topics
I’ve created a synopsis that’s made up of common logic
Now all that bullshit that you're talking, you need to stop it
I want you to be real, but know that the world is watching
Stop threatening countries by saying that you’ll bomb it
With rockets, and these atomic explosives, 'cause that’s problem
You act like your a villain from Gotham
So only option is to say, "Fuck the president"
Word to YG from Compton
And over 500,000, our people homeless and starving
While you using our money to take your wife to go shopping
Immigration ain't the problem, this is evident
And how the fuck is there almost 40,000 homeless veterans
I really want to shoot you, but I'mma let you live
Instead, I'm a cap one in the leg of the vice president (My leg!)
Now let this be proof to show it's possible
That you are not unstoppable, and it's far from an obstacle
To be assassinated
Shit, and if this reach the news, even if you arrest me
I'm sure someone else will follow through