Hot, awful Wright,
Screeching, haranguing clown.
He's an @sshole whom I'd hate to meet.
He's a blowhard, and thank god he stepped down.
He was godawful and indiscreet.
Opened up his vent
And started a screed
And speaking of screeds,
Please do allow me:

It's hate, Brother Hate,
Brother Hate's babbling damnation show
(Hates ya, hates ya).
Wack job was prating and damned irritating,
And now we all know about who did go
Hear Brother Hate blow.

Dude's seriously ill.
Barack's wish: we'd forget
He's mentored by this wretch, who talked "sin,"
Got on a roll,
This willful racist,
Whose Wrightful place is the hall of shame.

Startling is this blow[hard],
One more preacher fake.
They all oughta go.
What's his dough intake?

It's hate, Brother Hate,
Brother Hate's babbling damnation show
(Hates ya, hates ya).
Wack job was prating and damned irritating
And he struck a blow; made bro. Barack slow
His quest fo' mo' dough.

"Hate this land!"
That's what Wright did say.
Best part with him, bro.,
Or maybe you'll pay:
Heave 'm, heaven's sake, bro, leave 'm!

It's hate, Brother Hate,
Brother Hate's babbling damnation blow.
Wack job was prating and damned irritating
And he struck a blow; bro. Barack, say "NO"
To wacko bozo.