[INTRO – smug whisper]
Ayo, look who back in the timeline feed…
Same spray-tan energy, same old greed.
He talk big — caps lock loud —
but the bass hit harder than the crowd.
[🔥 BEAT DROP #1 — “THE SHOW STARTS”]
Big talk, small hands, same plan, no stance,
Trump in the room like “watch me dance.”
Headlines buzz, the chaos sell,
Whole world watchin’ this carousel.
Shutdown drags, folks miss pay,
He tweet “it’s fine!” like bills delay.
SNAP froze up, markets shake,
He brag about gold while the country ache.
[VERSE 1 — “KING OF CONTRADICTIONS”]
Say he a genius—bro, please stop.
Can’t spell “tariff” but he want that prop.
Hug the flag, pose, squint, grin,
Actin’ like the cameras ain’t zoomin’ in.
Promises pop like bubblegum lies,
“Checks soon, folks!” — cue the sighs.
He flip more times than a pancake stack,
Talk tough then ghost when they clap back.
[PRE-DROP — “WIG WARNING”]
Wait…
feel that static crackin’ in the air…
Hold your wigs…
’cause he ’bout to declare—
“I’M THE BEST EVER!”
BOOM—DROP!
[🔥 BEAT DROP #2 — “CHAOS LOOP”]
Bass hit deep like the truth he duck,
Every fact check leave him stuck.
“Fake news!” chant — rinse, repeat,
But the real headlines cook that beat.
He toss blame fast, dodge like smoke,
“Didn’t do it!” — bro, that’s your quote.
Flex like a boss with the world on mute,
But his team look tired in Armani suits.
[VERSE 2 — “POLITICS OR PARODY?”]
He pardon billionaires, tweet “for the people,”
Build new walls, call it “equal.”
Tariffs drop, China mad,
He tweet “they love me!” — we all laugh bad.
Talk “America First,” cash offshore,
Math don’t math and receipts say more.
Crowd half cheer, half facepalm sigh,
But he still yell “I’M THE GUY!”
[PRE-DROP 2 — “EGO SURGE”]
Silence…
drum roll…
one breath left…
and then—
“BELIEVE ME!”
DROP IT HARD!
[🔥🔥 BEAT DROP #3 — “THE MELTDOWN”]
Orange flash, wig on flight,
Whole press room in stage-light fright.
Soundbite circus, quote roulette,
Every claim a losing bet.
Talk like thunder, facts all haze,
Turn truth into a catchphrase maze.
Cameras roll, nation stare,
He still ask “You love me?” — we don’t care.
[OUTRO — “THE AFTERMATH”]
Big talk, small hands, big mess, no plan,
History lookin’ like “damn, this man.”
Crowd fade out, bass fade slow,
Another Trump saga on the late-night show.
Mic dropped. Wig gone. Nation sighin’.
Beat still bangin’, chaos flyin’.
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