Dear MAGA: Your Savior Was at the Pedo Pool Party
You fought for a man who thinks you’re a clown…But truth, dear MAGA, is still standing her ground.
[Verse 1]
Dear MAGA, you waved that flag so proud,
Shouted “freedom!” while lost in the crowd.
You broke down doors, took selfies in the hall,
For a spray-tanned pharaoh who won’t take your call.
He said he’d save the children, lock up the sick,
But partied with predators, thick as a clique.
While you screamed in red hats about Satan and sin,
He was in the hot tub, sippin' something with gin.
[Chorus]
🎶 You stormed the Capitol for a guy,
Who couldn't storm out of a pool party high.
He sold you lies in a gold-plated shell,
While dancing with demons and grifting like hell.
He played the messiah, but you were the show —
Just pawns in a game where the house always knows. 🎶
[Verse 2]
He said “drain the swamp,” then dived right in,
Hand in hand with Epstein and a Cheshire grin.
While you railed against child-trafficking rings,
He was flying first class with the kings of those things.
He told you Obama was born on the moon,
Then hired union busters to gut your union too.
Cut your health care, raised your rent,
And gave tax breaks to every billionaire gent.
[Chorus]
🎶 You stormed the Capitol for a guy,
Who couldn’t storm out of a lie if he tried.
He wrapped you in slogans and red-white-blue tears,
While laughing at you for the last seven years.
He said “fight for me,” but he fled the fight —
Tucked in at Mar-a-Lago by dawn’s early light. 🎶
[Bridge – Spoken Word or Stripped Down Vocals]
He let your rage bleed on the marble floors,
While he watched from a couch behind gilded doors.
And now you’re in jail for a selfie with pride,
While he signs book deals and grifts worldwide.
[Verse 3]
He said “law and order,” but breaks every law,
Wants your Social Security — and your awe.
He said “I love cops,” then got three killed,
While you built gallows on Capitol Hill.
He called you patriots, warriors for truth,
But sold you out harder than a Wall Street sleuth.
Now the guy in the robe gives your sentence a pound,
And Trump’s on a jet with Epstein’s ghost hangin’ 'round.
[Final Chorus]
🎶 You stormed the Capitol for a guy,
Who couldn’t storm out of a pedo goodbye.
He kissed the ring of every dark king,
While feeding you dreams on a Q-shaped string.
He said “Trust me,” but never would say —
You were just rubes he conned on his way. 🎶
[Outro – Soft or A Cappella]
Dear MAGA, come home, take off the disguise,
The swamp you feared was behind your own eyes.
You fought for a man who thinks you’re a clown…
But truth, dear MAGA, is still standing her ground.