Ooooooo

Lemme tell you about Blackjack Smith,
Shooting straight law, dealing justice,
Rode to DC to solve an itch
To jail a traitorous orange bitch

They thought a Cannon would save the lump
that ripped off America in the name of Trump
but her blast of bullshit couldn’t delay
the Sword of Damocles coming down on its prey

Blackjack laughed as he held the cards
There was no need to bluff with these retards
Georgia was lookin’ jealous of DC
And pretty soon there would be indictments three

Ivanka’s shaken and Jared’s pale
The Saudis can’t hide them from Donnie’s fail
Giuliani’s squawking, Meadows is talking
O big daddy Trump, you’re going to jail

Chorus

Ohh, keep on indictin’, Mr. Blackjack Smith
The GOP is rolling in a mess of traitor shit
The Union looks to you to set the record straight
And purge the Presidency of Donald’s hate