Shooters, shooters
Hope and change and skeet and guns
And I'm out shooting skeet
Look at me, What's it matter?
I'm a shooter
Shooter

Screams of global warming
And Reggie is so charming
Life's a cocktail party hunting skeet
Big bottom
Michelle dressed up in old rags
She's blocking traffic
Says it's a fashion
She's fatter

Benghazi, and Hillary and skeet and skeet and skeet and skeet
Look at her, What's it matter?
I'm a shooter
Shooter

All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter bout
vendetta, vendetta, vendetta, -- I just give it away on 60 Minutes
These town folk just scatter (scattered, scattered)
Play and play for love of skeet
I am hungry to oppress, oppress, oppress, oppress
What's it matter? (shooters) What's it matter?
I'm a shooter.
Shooter

Ahhh, look at me, what's it matter?
I'm a shooter
Look at me- I'm a shooter, yeah

Hope and change and greed and skeet
That's what makes our town the best
Pride and joy and Reggie dreams and skeet shooting in the street
And look at me, What's it matter?
I've just blathered, what does it matter?
Does it matter?, uh-huh
Does it matter? uh-huh, I'm a shooter

Don't you know the death rate is going up, up, up, up, up
To live in Chicago is so tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!
You got rats on the west side
Rahm lives uptown
What a mess towns run by adders, hope's been shattered
My face been lathered, splattered all over man country

Uh-huh, We're all just your money grabbers
Go ahead, call me an asshole, 'Chelle says eat carrots, huh
More doobies?, my chicken's battered
Michelle she comes around she's
Fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter, fatter
Piles it on, piles it high on the platter