First, there was Hi-Caliber. Now, Molotov Mitchell drives another stake into the art of rap music with his new ditty, "OTP (One Term President)." Yes, ol' Molotov and his crew have torn themselves away from hating gays long enough to rap about how much they hate President Obama under the name Wolverines!:
Yes, that's Molotov's wife, D.J. Dolce, being auto-tuned beyond recognition. The whole enterprise feels like an attempt to create a right-wing, hard-core version of this song.
And then there's "Constitution Kate," who drops this hateful little rhyme:
Why you guys still up in Iraq, man?
What's the holdup? I'm still ducking rounds in the sand, man
I'm sick of smelling like a mosque after Ramadan
While you're smelling like [unintelligible] and filet mignon
But then I look at you sittin' in the West Wing
Won't do anything but polish up your Nobel Peace Prize
You drop charges for terrorists -- whoa!
You think you're Fergie in [unintelligle] -- whoa!
You roam the world to apologize
Bowing down to Saudis, investigating GIs
But pretty soon you're gonna pay the piper
But I don't mean a sniper
My vote's got a Teflon coat
And someone unoriginally calling himself The MZA unleashes a birther rap:
Hard core birther here
Let me make it clear for ya
People say he isn't even president
We ain't seen the B.C.
He's [unintelligble] up all the evidence
And Molotov hismelf raps about losing a job at a bakery
Fool me once, it happens all the time
Public education makes you dumb, man
Thought I was voting for hope
I was voting for a bum, man
B. Hussein, sucka, where's my job?
Just words, just speeches, just weakless
OTP, angry mob reppin' 2-0-1-2
Where karma's gonna get you
Needless to say, WorldNetDaily thinks this little ditty is the bee's knees, declaring the video to be "momentous" (or maybe Molotov himself wrote this -- after all, the entire WND article reads like a press release).