“Shut the hell up you bitch ass nigga. You will continue to run this country further into the ground and risk lives every time you breathe. You’re not the president. Just a dumpster full of hate. FOH. Sick to my stomach that literal shit currently represents America to the world.”

“You lame-ass nigga, no dough, always on the train-ass nigga, Canal street, 10-karat-chain-ass nigga, you got fucked upstate, you cupcake, how many dicks can your butt take?”

“Cracker-ass? Are you calling me cracker-ass, nigga?!”

“Just like a toilet seat, nigga, I piss on my bitches.”

“Yo, money over bitches, my niggas trust my senses, and I will take on that shit as the Lord is my witness! And you all have witnessed, but I have not finished. So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen.”

“Is it that you hate this president or that you hate America?”

“Just because you’re a journalist you are not exempted from assassination, if you’re a son of a bitch.”

“To leave office before my term is completed is abhorrent to every instinct in my body. But as President I must put the interests of America first. America needs a full-time President and a full-time Congress, particularly at this time with problems we face at home and abroad.”

“Son of a bitchin’ no good lousy ass anarchistic capitalist bitch. That’s what I say about my relatives, but you won’t say it.”

“You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.”