Thanks Obama (feat. Lyle & Phil Divinsky)

How am I doing? Not so good, man
 It's not my fault
 I drink Mountain Dew after Mountain Dew then drink a Pepsi
 I haven't exercised since 2003
 I had Burger King for breakfast, then KFC
 And I'm fat now
 Thanks Obama
 I'm sure you've dealt with some similar things
 I cashed my check Friday, I'm bimpin' again
 I bought weed, beer and some video games
 And I'm broke by Saturday, thanks Obama
 I'm at the bar spending all of my cash
 Getting wasted like a burger in the trash
 Hopped in my car all drunk and then crashed
 I don't have State Farm, thanks Obama
 I get distracted when I'm driving in the street
 I killed a pedestrian, knocked a box truck crooked
 These handcuffs hurt, thanks Obama
 (My downfall, it ain't my fault)
 29 living out my momma's bank account, no comma, yelling "Thanks Obama"
 (My downfall, it ain't my fault)
 2PM and I'm still in my pajamas, only friend is this iguana, thanks Obama
 Don't spend every waking hour in front of the TV or with the Xbox
 Man I should be a rap star, it ain't up for debate
 But I'm never working on music, always taking a break
 And I don't get why I'm not as famous as Drake
 I have twelve followers, thanks Obama
 I'm pissed like a catheter
 I drank every night in college and I never got my bachelors
 So now I'm thirty flipping spatulas and smoking bowls up in the back of Acuras with Ted
 Thanks Obama
 I'm always doing what I got to do
 Like last week, when I banged a prostitute
 With no condom, now I'm in the hospital
 The doctor says it's gonorrhea
 Thanks Obama
 I didn't take the trash out last week
 My house smells like a homeless man's ass cheeks
 I was busy smoking crack out of this glass piece
 While my kids cried
 Thanks Obama
 (My downfall, it ain't my fault)
 29 living out my momma's bank account, no comma, yelling "Thanks Obama"
 (My downfall, it ain't my fault)
 6PM and I'm still in my pajamas, hanging out with this iguana, thanks Obama
 I have something important to discuss with you
 (Thanks for nothing's more like it)
 Responsibility
 It can't be my fault I made my life suck so much
 Tweeted something racist and lost my job cause someone showed my boss
 Thanks Barack
 Now I'm homeless, selling handjobs for five bucks
 You know the reason for all of my drama, it starts with an 'O' and it ends with a 'Bama'
 (My downfall, it ain't my fault)
 29 living out my momma's bank account, no comma, yelling "Thanks Obama"
 (My downfall, it ain't my fault)
 10PM, having sex with my iguana, got caught with my mama, thanks Obama
 Whenever I'd complain, my mother would just give me one of those looks and she'd say, "This is no picnic for me either, buster"
 (Pshh, yeah right)
 This is no picnic for me either, buster
 (Thanks Obama)
 What was the other dude's name? Who um, uh, the Mormon dude
 Shoulda voted for the fucking Mormon dude, dude, he totally would have let you have sex with the iguana